whispering words of hate
as she walks, head hung low
asking herself, is it too late..
hiding her tears,
locking herself away from her fears.

cruel is our world,
filled with betrayal,
blinded by the enemy.
the ones she once held near
now question her, "why have you changed, my dear?"
slowly looking up, answering
"Its not a matter of change, but a matter of seeing."
"For I have finally seen, once blind, now seeing the true colors."
"And all of God's marvelous wonders."

-By: Leap of Faith