Just one season ago these same pair of eyes looked at you the way they have always done. They saw you standing bare, lifeless, and doomed. Beyond the eyes the heart knew that spring would come but for now it was winter.
I felt pity and a sense of lost at what I perceived as your ugliness and nakedness. Only moments before there you were standing before me arrayed in costumes so glorious and grand. Not even Solomon in all his glory was so well robed as you were. I saw with eyes of limited vision and restricted sight.
I have grown since we last saw each other. Many things have change and yes something’s remain the same. Now I look at you with fresh sight. With a heart that is open to all the possibilities. Possibilities that lay far beyond the scope of the five senses. I no longer see you naked and lifeless but arrayed in a new and different robe. A robe of possibilities, dreams, transformation and new beginnings.
Your new robes are intriguing. Appearing white and fluffy as if you are clothe in ball of pure white cotton or a handful of cloud. At other time you wear shinning shimmering silver, crystal clear and moist to the touch. So beautiful, are your garments the sun bright rays wraps itself around you setting you all aglow.
You are a marvel to see. Your transformation appears so smooth and effortless. Yet it brings such laughter and awe to my soul. To think for a moment I thought you ugly and in need of my pity. When your beauty was so obvious, all nature saw and commented. And in a sign of humility and gratitude you slowly bow your head and say thank you.