I see you standing there

I see you standing there,

looking through the tree.  

Your eyes are squinting.

Shielding from 

the harsh sunlight

blasting through the leaves. 

Blinding sun. 

So bright you can't see anything else.

I know.  I saw that too.

My eyes still adjusting.

I stand here looking at the

exact same tree.

My eyes relax 

as I soak in the sunlight

softly highlighting the beauty

 that I was blind to moments before.

Beauty was there the whole time.  

I just couldn't see it. 

I only needed to walk to the other side of the tree.