Awakening

Awakening.

Beyond morphine detachment,

out of the bed’s encircled darkness,

when pain recedes just enough

to let the mind tiptoe 

a cautious step or two,

through a small window

in the antiseptic room 

comes a gift the darkness brings,

a rush of revelation,

just glint of light playing on green leaves 

swaying to the wind’s caress,

sun-dappled tangle of branches,

cloud-flecked blue sky,

but each simple, commonplace moment 

transformed, miraculously new,

never truly seen before,

now shouting glory to ears

that had been deaf,

beauty to eyes 

that had been blind.

First published at Peacock Journal