What if
I open my eyes
and the world is as beautiful
as I had wished it to be
in all those years of darkness?
What if
I do not let time pass me by,
living each day as though
it matters?
Because
it matters.
What if
I stop holding my breath
and I let the air
fill my lungs
and I let the scent of flowers
enter my body
and I let the sun
surround me
like the water
in the lake
which sparkles
like the dewdrops on the grass
of a fresh spring morning
under the light of the sun?
And what if
I open my eyes
and the world is as beautiful
as I had always pictured it to be.