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.