Awakening

One pair of eyes awakening
does not judge another.

Long asleep,
suddenly aware,
the colors almost too intense.

In the opening the truth is revealed
about dishonesty,
about hiding,
about fear.

The hidden parts are illuminated.
Light washes over the unseen
floating the denied selves to the surface.

Gaze is turned inward,
lids half closed,
mouth soft,
hands open,
heart reaching.