Light

The sun snuck in
to light the bridge
between my eyes.
If a woman is transfixed
and transfigured by the light
And leaves the truth behind
If no one sees the difference
Was she changed?
If the heavy light
pushes life
through her veins
Her hands the same
If no one felt her tremble
was she changed?
If I close my eyes
And still feel blind
By God who lies before me
And smoke that threads between me
and the sun
'till it consumes me
Am I flesh?
To make a composition,
Capture the light
and develop it in the dark:
My body
flung open,
burning.

Ginger & Rosa