Awakening

by Lily Crawford

photo by Stew Woodruff, 1973

Old Carriage House, Deaf & Blind School, Colorado Springs, Colorado

with eyes of Buddha, Kathmandu, Nepal

The mist begins to clear

As I open my eyes

And distinguish between

Reality and dream.

The obstacles ahead

Are great and many,

Making me wonder

Why I chose this path.

Have I passed this way before

Or is it all new

There are clues everywhere

A hint here a sign there.

Why did I mistake truth, or

What I thought to be true

When all this time

I have been living a dream.

Reality slowly opens the door

I step in and find the truth

Was there all the time

Just waiting for me to see.