Surrender

I’m beginning now

to see all that

You see,

not blind to colour

but with new eyes,

each glance reveals

a discovery

overwhelming

of what has been

there, waiting

for me.

And surrender looks like

playing, once again

swinging on swings,

a trust I could not understand.

Can I take risks freely

and believe

that you will catch me?

A warm touch

of the sun

says “Yes”.