Metamorphosis

In childhood, love burned your tongue

When the world took it & turned it

To twist you on the inside.

Denial does not sweep scars away.

Your life is at high noon & now you walk

With your head held high.

For the ghosts you wrestled to a standstill;

The truths, you hurled at mirrors

Till reality broke through to shape you

With iridescent wings & you flew

From a cage of shattered memories.

Sunny daylight blesses your face.

With a loving kiss it blew away

The black bandage over your frozen wounds

So they gushed poison blood.

Then, salve flowed forth to make you whole,

To change you for the last time

From a butterfly

Into an angel.

©Shallom