I can see clearly now.
My eyes are opened,
the tears have stopped.
I have perfect sight.
It was right in front of me -
that jewel, shining bright,
but I pretended not to see.
It was there the whole time.
People even pointed it out to me
but I resisted seeing it.
So now I look and I am amazed
at what I have. I've had it all the time.
But I denied it, ignored it.
The cloudiness, the darkness
hid it from my sight or
maybe I did it on my own.
I thought it might be dulled out,
cracked, broken, shattered
but it is still like brand new.
It is beautiful.
I can see clearly now.
 
~Copyright 2010-2011, Mary D'Alba (Spiritualitygirl)~