The warped
Vision clears away
And I fin'ly
See the true Sun
Granules cover
The surface
They're turning
Into spots of
White light
Becoming
My memories
That I thought
I had lost
To the darkness
The lenses
Sink into my eyes
Lending pure sight
As a gift
I starting to
Remember
I walk within
The field of my
Forgotten
Childhood
I see the
Goodness I had
I see the
Good and the bad
I won't forget
Or block out sadness
I'll take it all in
With gladness