Thursday, January 15, 2015

Crusty Eyes

It's slow,
reversing the curse 
which stole my sight.

...But, painfully, step by step 
the seal is removed...
In comes Light.

I wished so fiercely  
to defy harsh expectations
that I sacrificed my mind...

I hated the image
of "nice" and "easy" so much
that I burnt it up.

...And I pleaded so often 
for conscience to hush, that
I finally gave it away.

Now, as crusty cement is 
removed from my lids,
I see how far I've gone...

I realize how contaminated
my thought process is...
...Can I still be of any use? 

I see, now, I crossed a line 
from "strong," to "unfeeling."
Teach me to love as You.

Yet, lashes flutter; I feel a twinge; 
a voice long-hushed, now awake...
I'm re-learning to listen.

I see now how broken, how messed 
up, I am... And I long to be cured of that 
too; thrive once more.

...Only God can open eyes --
and yeah, I mean, it hurts -- But, 
it's such a relief to see again.

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