Metamorphosis Winging

metamorphosis winging

the searing shining raiment

(like “Raymond” to my young listening ear)

changed, shimmered

on Mountaintop dewdrop

refracting snowcap

crisp linen snapping

in eddies of updraft

like wings

and we shall be changed

from valley floor

where barns store

more bounty – so we build more silos

what for?

not our surplus but our very souls

are the goal of that shining shoal

Haven, playful respect for older Moses and Elijah

but so much more for Yeshua

“My Son” – listen.