My Own Glow

I want to be bioluminescent.
Go unnoticed during the day,
but shine like I swallowed
the moon at night.

Read books in the dark
like a radiant monk,
by light emanating
from my body.

When needed, mark a trail
like an illuminated blue
mushroom-footlight
through a black forest.

Light my own way
like a translucent lantern,
when I trawl deep waters. 

Glow and wiggle underground,
converting dirt to soil
while I worm through earth,
digging labyrinths 
of my own design.

I want to be one of many
fireflies blinking 
a yellowed code
as we ascend 
and mingle with stars.