The Unseen World Poem by john tiong chunghoo

the butterfly
leaves its cage
dried and brittle
to another world
of blooms, colours,
fragrance and nectar
the man passes away
leaves its cage
to another world
where this bundle
of cells and endowments
have no means to gauge
the dogs hear decibels
beyond mine
classify smell
beyond mine
the world i cannot see
is beyond me
but it is not that
it does not exist
the sound that i
cannot hear exists
and the dog
and the elephants
picks it up