Color, Light and Life

Graced her eyes.

Graced her world

Graced her life

And now she can see the soft, blue sky, covering the ends of the earth.

The rain, as it pitter patters on the sidewalk, the sight of enchanting droplets

The lush grass, for it smells like fresh sunshine and looks are like a fairytale garden.

Her eyes are opened, so she can never look back

To

The

Dark.

Before

All she saw was black.

It used to all be an endless void, sucking her in

Limb by limb

Eye by eye

There wasn’t even a reason to dream about hope anymore

She has learned a new way to read by gently grazing her finger on textural dots

and a new way to see by getting used to the dark

Until

She

Finally

Opened her eyes.