Shines in my skin and showing through my hands
as though to show me the acute detail that binds me
and all of the complex structures that are inside me,
yet all I can see are the flaws, the spots of me that are
not quite right and I ask why I was cursed with a light, and
then I remember that when I was young, that is what I needed.
So I wished upon a millions stars and celestial bodies until one
night in my deep sleep one had found its way into my body and it
glowed and broke away all the darkness. I used it as a beacon, a lantern
to light my way into the unknown and before me I saw others
searching away in the darkness and I grabbed them and called them
friend, and as some left and others stayed, it was my light that
protected us, and while I was focused on the flaws, they saw
beauty. They saw something far more complex then a boy or a man,
far more then just an earthly being, they saw a symbiosis.
They saw that I loved the light and it loved me, and they
saw the reflections and mimic actions we gave each other
and the language that we did not speak at each other but rather
with one another like a monks prayer. For so long I have forgotten the
light but it never forgot me, and my friends have always seen it
regardless of my behavior. I ask why I was cursed
but the galaxy of light that shines through me is my celestial blessing.