On Diagnosis: when the signs add up, the truth dawns...

Running in relief from the darkness,
I am reborn to a radiant dawn.
Immersed in rainbows, I am healed.
Struck by self-awareness,
What once was hidden
Is now revealed.

Buried so long, I thought them lost:
Old suspicions that fell behind on the horizon.
I reawaken longings long lost.
I kick away the leaves.
In body and in mind,
Moving forward and thawing the frost.

I let go.
Daring to think myself different,
I cast aside other people’s shame.
I ponder my past.
I count the signs. 
I accept that this difference has a name.

Bathed in many colours,
Eyes open at last
With my perceptions shifted.
For the first time
I see the spectrum,
And a veil has lifted.

Always the stranger in the crowd
Now I am truly strange,
So long a stranger to myself.
An actor, playing a role for others.
Turned now to look inward, shining light
To where my soul sits waiting, upon a shelf.