TRANSFORMATION

Where we stand we can transform.

What we imagine can become real as pie.

Flying to God

can be easier than cloaking into a Dove.

What is your quest?

What is your reason for living?

Time to transform your life into a prism

and gather all the Light.

When we are dead lying in a casket

or sitting in an urn

my Spiritual heart will continue beating.

In whom we touch we survive

passing through unknown doors we walk

and sometimes

the walking never ends.

My toes ache because I have no shoes

and in my nakedness

I have asked to become transformed.

I am now- you.