What then is hidden..

Hidden in the eyes of doctors and physicists

A long street enclosed by gray buildings

The morning mist is breaking up

Sunlight touches upon her eyes

A hand is on the forehead

Birds appear from a tree

Flying  together in oddly patterns

Then turn into numbers

Flashing blue red green/yellow and something special

The specifics yet known

As for the curious

It seems very infinite

The sea appears to embrace.