Poem - When you feel it

It calls you

late at night

at dusk at dawn

while you eat, while you dream

it calls you, it needs you

feed it, now.

Give yourself to it.

You can feel it in your fingertips, feel it in your gut.

Why are you afraid?

Don't close your eyes. It calls you.

Give in.

It might heal you, it might create magic

and still, afraid you are

and one thing you know, it makes your soul dance, it makes you sing.

Are you afraid of what you might find?

Is it your own deepest thoughts?

Afraid of what you will touch?

Of what you will wake up?

Wake up.