Through New Eyes
Through new eyes I see the world,
As though looking through the keyhole
of a vast door I have only just opened.
The squint of sunlight beckons me
to turn the knob and push it open.
Having come so far,
I'm afraid of nothing.
The only thing I fear is the hesitation
of overthinking things,
and forgetting to try the new--
since the old things have now melted in the sun.
Through new eyes I see you,
All of you as . . .
hopeful, afraid, needing (like me),
a word, a pat, a piece of starlight in words.
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