epiphany

the god speaks to me

wonderous words emerge me, an epiphany

a testament to all that i don't know

the god moves towards me

grace in his fingers, fire in his heart

spins the center of my being

then slowly falls apart

could you understand, my pretty one

what it means when he takes my hand and shows me how it was done

the god whispers to me 

strange words and invocations in a language beyond translation

tells me he and i are one

then leaves me alone to come undone

my god holds me, takes me apart and folds me,

takes the clay and molds me, see what i've become

could you understand, my pretty one

what it means when he takes my hand

shows me how the universe was spun

kisses my lips, let me flood

like the fountain of knowledge that i never was 

by: shannon gallegos