Beacon

The other night Punam and I sat by the lake. There was one sailboat coming into the harbor with it's red light on. We watched it slowly make it's way back to shore. There was something comforting in it's small persistent glow. Something steadying. Something that made me want to go out and have adventures. Something inspiring. The little red light said to me:

I'm here.
I'm going where I want.
Maybe I don't know where that is.
But I'm going there.
And if I get lost I can be found.
But right now, I'm alone.
Enjoying the dark.