BRIGHT CELLS

Our body, an assemblage of tiny, tiny cells.
Closing my eyes, I concentrate my senses
on each one cell, whispering

BRING BACK THE LIGHT,
LET YOURSELF SHINE.

Then the cells begin to quiver,
ripples rise to waves,
waves roll over waves,
growing into a sense of joy.

We could be happy enough just to exist
for it must be amazingly uncommon
in the history of infinite lives and deaths continuously
all through the time on the earth.

Every one of us holds inside a deep,
strong will to be a brilliant individual.