Nothing can ever be the same,
Opening your eyes for the first time,
The world is bright and strange,
Mountains arise, waiting for you to climb.
The gift of sight you’ve been given,
An alliance of the soul and mind,
With a renewed passion you are driven,
The secrets of this life you long to find.
All that was dark now becomes bright,
Clouds open and the sun shines down,
The struggles of the world now seem light,
And choirs from Heaven are the only sounds.
The weight of the world has been lifted,
And set down from your shoulder,
The sands of time have now shifted,
And with new inspiration so much bolder.
Share this gift with the world,
Let the story be told,
Put pen to pad and let it unfurl,
As if etched on stone tablets, words that never grow old.