Beacon (a poem)

There is a beacon inside of me now

It was always there

But now a bio-luminescent

Gelatinous seed magnet

Cosmic technology

Has been installed

To magnify

The light aroma

The color texture

The siren song of my unique flavor

Of Womb Michaela Maestas

To broadcast to all who hunger

For the gifts it bestows

Do you feel your hair follicles

Standing up

Creating 10,000 ecstatic antenna

To receive the transmission?

A rhythmic gentle jolt

At your core

Turning your gaze here

Guiding your hand there

Stoking your longing

For something more

Than what you have settled for?

Does what was good enough

Acceptable

Suddenly have an unbearable edge?

Beyond which something greater beckons?

Yet you don't know how to cross your barriers

Weave a cocoon

Dissolve and reform

With wings

And now you find yourself reading this poem

This invitation

To follow this call

You must reach out a hand

Part the fringe curtain

At the edge of your comfort zone

Offer up something precious

To the gatekeeper there

Your time

Your money

Your habits

To allow you to pass into the unknown

I will walk with you there

Help you install your own beacon

And sing with you

As you dance your way home