
Just my imagination thinking about the moments of transmuting between one reality and another.
TRANSMUTATION
Looking towards the camera lense
Reflections of a miniature me
Moments before my soul is caught
Abducted by the blinding flash
And there I was a moment ago
Free as air in mind and body
As solid as solid a man can be
Now turned towards the stars
Cosetted in white white sheets
Billowing out in mid-day sun
And hearing the distant voices
Who speak such powerful sentences
Now and then and everywhen
Echoing off the glistening stars
That float and glide so far away
And twinkle a peaceful song
Borne on a wind so calm and warm
Steered by my one desire
That all this living on Earth
Was far more right than wrong.
© Griffonner 2025
Poetry by Griffonner
Written on 2025-10-29 at 10:19
Tags Imagination  Transmutation  Possibilities 
