Thursday, May 08, 2014

shining transformation

Lenses crack
And then shatter
Into a thousand pieces
Or are they a thousand mirrors?

We look again
And see our selves again
In a new light
The light
Of our worthy shining light
Shown back again a thousand, thousand times
With glowing radiant smiles

Of transformation embodied.

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