“You hem me in – behind and before; You have laid your hand upon me.” Psalm 139:5 (NIV)
Shut away inside this silken crypt
I long for undulation on the pavements
wriggling up trunks and along branches
munching leaf to leaf.
Those carefree sunny days
have given way to terror
as motionless, deaf and blind
I feel Your acid-enzyme melt my heart
liquefy all that is earth-bound.
So I abandon any hope of preservation
as, redefined and reinvented
in this dark and secret vault
I’m given a new heart, antenna, legs – and wings?
It’s surely death.
Could it also be
a new and unimagined life?
© 2005 by Violet Nesdoly
“Transformation” won honorable mention in the 2005 Utmost Christian Writers Poetry Contest.