{"s1l1":"I went everywhere","s1l2":"but I didn't see everything.","s2l1":"It is impossible to see everything.","s3l1":"All the parts.","s3l2":"All the rivers.","s3l3":"All the mountains.","s3l4":"Valleys.","s3l5":"Forests.","s3l6":"Towns.","s4l1":"It is impossible to know all the people.","s4l2":"Speak all the languages.","s4l3":"Know all the cultures.","s5l1":"It is only when we close our eyes","s5l2":"that we can see everything.","s5l3":"without even going anywhere.","seoTitle":"Seeing Everything — A Poem by Pemba Umoja","seoDescription":"A quiet poem about the limits of travel and the vision that opens the moment we close our eyes. By Pemba Umoja.","keywords":"poem about imagination, poem about travel, contemplative poetry, closing your eyes poem, Pemba Umoja poems"}