Monochrome

Sight long since faded to monochrome
Staring out into a sea of the same
Cursed with only hearing the dull hum of the ocean

From a distance a beautiful symphony
Rushing to the senses, overpowering subtle hums
Commanding a standing ovation before her song even ends

I’ll gladly stand and clap amongst the silent crowd
Failing to take notice that they’ve been alive all this time
Even I, once guilty of the very same offense

She appears before me in vivid color
My eyes barely able to handle the sight
Different, the only thought I could register

As my eyes adjusted, like a fog had cleared
An overwhelming surge of thoughts, not yet translated to words
I dare not utter beautiful as an adjective.