Flicking on a little switch - electricity
surges somehow out of darkness into light – !kapow!
my room ignites in sunshine, even
throwing shadow out from ghostly pillows.
How I trust that switch - and how I’d love a key,
or gizmo, shocking realization;
illuminating (simply by touching a button)
personal power, light and clarity!
The bugger is - it’s not like that;
I can’t locate a switch for insight
or a tool transforming sense.
Give me, O give me, awareness
so that irises flex and my waggling tongue
is led by a heartbeat thudding through chambers of truth.