The Revolution 

by Sdonja Salley

I am a lighthouse
  poised on an ancient beach

The ocean breeze
  tickling my nose

The fine grains stimulating
    my soul with each step.

I can feel the heart-
  beat of Mother Earth

Dancing through the ancient
   chambers of my womb.

Pregnant with ideas, colors,
  shapes, sizes and dreams

Vast as the ocean
  which stands now before me.

Seemingly so still

Full of so much power, grace
  life and wisdom.

Infinite like the neural pathways
  touching so many different
  bodies, lives, and faces.

My blood flowing like the waves
   crashing onto an empty beach
   into an empty chamber

The sands upon which I once stood now a sheer wall of glass