Eyes fully open, but not knowing,
A lifetime lived blindly, in the shadow,
Missing a world that is waiting
I don’t know what it’s like to see,
With both eyes registering fully,
The beauty and horrors of sight.
Living in shadows without light
reality formed out of darkness
Without shade and perspective,
Futile debate about responsibility
achieves nothing, delaying healing.
Here I am, seeing, waiting for me,
The light of the world washing away
shadows, chasing them into the night,
Day has arrived, for me, today,
“Sent” to wash, obedient to the voice,
Believing in the truth that is seen,
With eyes opening in the darkness,
Shadows relentlessly chased by the light,
Bowing before the truth, Moses’ truth
overshadowed by the one, showing the way
Standing before me, now, a light for the world.