She could not see.

With her eyes. 

They were useless as compared to most.

She could not see people’s intentions.

She befriended and loved without agendas.

So she could not see them coming.

And after some pain and disappointments.

She felt her eyes were flawed.

And no matter how hard she tried, she could not see other people’s intentions.

A weakness of hers, she thought.

And so she suffered, wishing she could see and analyze people the same way others could.

So she tried and tried.

And failed and failed.

Until she was tired 

of trying so hard.

So she sat; 

and became still:

Thinking and then

She remembered that for every weakness there is also strength.

That being different sets the extraordinary apart.

So she searched deep within herself,

And when she reached deep inside,  

What she pulled out 

was a sweet treasure;

She had not known that what she had mistaken as a weakness 

Was actually her biggest strength.

A gift of foresight. 

Eyes that could reach out beyond this world.

It is only when she stopped trying to see like everyone else, that she was able to

Embrace the beautiful chaos inside her;

 And harness her power. 

~gg​

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