Sunday, March 04, 2012

Theophany (for Brenda Wood)

Sitting in church this morning,
Out of the story of the Transfiguration,
Distant memory of you
Returns, fifty years later:

We are ten years old,
At George Washington Elementary School.
Standing in the lunch line:
Suddenly, my classmates part,
And I glimpse a vision of you,
Eternally in that instant,
Incan princess,
Luminous in brightly coloured brocade,
Goddess glowing
Through your temporal person.

I blink, and you are your ordinary self again.
But for me forever after,
You are imbued
With the Divine,
And the Divine with You.

And so I wonder:
Where are you now?

                        -4 March 2011

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