There comes at time.

There comes a time when you know it's time to let go and just be.  This is one of those times. 
I have come through the fire, not unscathed,
but cleaner, more clear, and now feeling like all the old crap has burned away. 

I saw many things in the storm...  Things electrified, fried, and made crunchy and black. 
​And things that simply lit up.  electricity running through, around and outward. 

​The visions were exciting and scary.  I'd do it again... just not today, please.

As I am slowly coming back into my self, I'm noticing things. 
I notice that my sight was clear.  Old fog burned away. 
Images clear and crisp. 
​I am amazed at the clarity and colors and beauty of the things around me.