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Turning on the Light

A poem about remembering the power of being alive.


Cover me in sun and keep my eyes open.

I want to live alive, but sometimes I forget

To see. The things that mean the most

To me, not always within easy reach.

At least that’s what I tell myself. It’s free

To be. But we complicate it all.

My heart beats. And every time

I breathe, still, more breath

Comes to me. Can’t believe

I once called myself unlucky.

Why do we want more

Than life? Create dramas

And strife. Fabricate shadows

And fight. We go searching

For light. Looking to feel completed

By some external energy,

When the very love we seek

Is already alive inside.

We willfully forget

We have the power

To turn on our light.

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