Friday, March 08, 2019
The Transfiguration
The Transfiguration
First they pounded me,
then they kneaded me,
until I became
a new being.
Now I knew beyond
what I had known before.
I moved a different way,
spoke a different language,
one they did not understand.
The terrible, the beautiful,
both were mine to see.
Visions peopled my mind,
strange music followed me
wherever I went.
Now I lived among strangers
who wore the faces
of those I had loved before
but somehow
were not the same.
I kept my secret
locked within.
Who I was now
I did not reveal
or even know.
Dorothy Walters
February 16, 2019
