how could i sleep for so long?

staring at a field of flowers,

when i had been focused on the dirt

the path had been laid in front of me

i chose to walk with a blindfold

had i truly been so ignornant,

or did my subconscious pride take the lead.

the flower gently placed in my hand

as it had been done before

i wanted to run

how could i accept something so gracious

after denying it for so long.

i took the flower

prying my eyes open

to capture every second

how could i ever have had them closed?