Healing in His Eyes

Healing in His Eyes 

By Annette Camp 

June 10, 2025

Tears swell in his eyes

not from pain, but 

from something gentler, 

something newly born.

He sits beside me,

words trembling out

like leaves shaken loose

by a sudden gust of truth.

“I feel happy,” he says,

as if tasting it for the first time,

as if happiness were a language

he never knew he could speak.

And I listen —

so deeply it stirs something raw —

because this is not a phrase

he would have said before.

My own eyes fill,

not with sorrow,

but with the unbearable beauty

of watching someone return to themselves.

This is no longer the image

etched by years of restless nights,

the scream of anger, and

echoes of trembling with fear.

With this new truth,

healing begins —

a happiness reborn

within both our hearts.

This is a man carrying his 

soul with intention,

moving toward something greater

than simply making it through.

This is a rebirth,

a rising of purpose

carved from the hardest 

stones of struggle.