~ A Fresh Perspective ~

I find myself humbled by a fresh perspective,
Able to look forward,
Instead of back.
Able to see the washed out, grey haze
Of forgotten memories
And faded yesterdays,
Discovering that it doesn't hurt
Anymore.
Hesitant to trust the faint tendril
Of hope which gently uncurls
From deep within.
All that I am, have ever been,
From past to present,
As the future unfurls itself
Before me.
And I realize just how much
I never really
Knew me.
But now I'm learning again,
And I think this time
I'll be a better student.

~ C.L.R. ~ © 2007