Moment of Transformation (reimagined)

You ask me when I knew

ink flowed through my veins

like blood

the moment I understood

that truth

simmered in the cauldron

of my belly



impatiently waiting

for the moment

I would pick up a pen

and see it as more

than everyday tool

but instead

an extension of my arm

of my soul

that I only needed to listen

into my own silence

to hear true

the words that have always

been inside me

and in a transformative moment

let them finally take flight

across the page


© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved


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