Flood

Pull open the curtains,
let the sunlight in.
The darkness was stale,
Overstayed its welcome,
if ever well-received.
But it was comfortable,
however destructive.
Squint in the brightness,
but feel the warmth.
Secrets exposed,
but love heals the hurt.
Your eyes will adjust,
and grow to love the rays,
shadows no longer sufficient,
You yearn for the Truth.
Unveil the lies,
and see their true colors.
Gaze into the radiance,
Never to close the curtains again.