The child,

sees a beautiful picture of the unknown
glistening lights
in random places.
A puzzle, she knows not of.

The scientist,
sees the answer to everything
through years of complex studies.
Pattern after pattern
He needs to know everything.

The dreamer,
sees infinity.
A path going on forever.
A tranquil place to float
and think.

The isolator,
sees a place where he'll never be bothered.
Alone and going nowhere,
quiet and content.

The artist,
sees a canvas.
Painted on by many,
but space for the whole world.
A never ending hole
for creativity.

The writer,
sees ideas.
The darkness handing him
words of inspiration.

The inventor,
sees blueprints.
Constellations millions of years old,
that feed data
into her brain.

The stars,
they see normality.
A mirrored reflection
of one thousand copies
scattered around the sky.
A group of peers
everyone knows.