When I opened the window everything was different,
I felt a breeze on my face with the fragrance of Hyacinths.
I opened a door and to my surprise,
when I stepped past its threshold,
it was as if…… for the first time, I opened my eyes.
Cascading fields flowing waves through the winter wheat and rye,
birds winging music upon the fretless air in the sky,
freedom’s songs devoid of directions, or a care to deny.
And then what came next,……………….I opened my mind.
Through my imagination I then realized,
that I have been blind.
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