Well..

In the darkness, a flash of lightening. Another virtual heaven crashing down. You are black- dead black- soaked with the soot of the darkness. Then- water falling down. In rain. In a waterfall. The lines of sharp rain hit your face. You look up, open your arms wide and revel in the rain; with the rain. The water falls down- breaking your bones. You look up and the momentum of the water jerks your head down cruelly.
In the darkness, you reach out, touch a leaf. Feel your eyes burn with its green at day. Your foot is lifted and then lowered onto a slimy stone. You slip. You get up. You are blind; a strip of cloth on your eyes; blinded by the darkness and you think you need to open your eyes. Need to see the light of day. Slowly the knot comes off and when the cloth falls, you see blinding light. You stand and wait as your eyes open with the gradual widening of the iris. What is it that you see then?
That the water was the splintered pieces...like needles — of a glass of a building that was bombed? That the leaf was an infant’s hand? That the stone was a corpse’s head?
That the band of cloth was your innocence?