Transfiguration Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Transfiguration



Dancing with Morpheus
we sink into a netherworld
where eyes
no longer see the visible

and darkness lives
above the light
and the separation between
the two is vertical

Weightless we levitate
arms flapping measurely
lifting us in phantasmal slow
motion as if we were ether

We become amorphous
having morphed
into a shapeless amalgam
coalescing with God.

Thursday, October 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: archiving
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