You are the power that corrupts,
            and purifies. 
Out of the quiet, shaking night,
            to give and take. 
To change, and leave no trace. 
One night, as bright as noon. 
And I am left in breathless peace. 
Yet anguished at the benevolent thief's art. 
The bowl breaks and a chalice forged. 
And in it seep the memories of fire and flesh. 
Come forth! 
Taste from this cup. 
A miracle has happened. 
And it is a new day.

Time To Fly

TIME TO FLY                                                                      24 X 30  Acrylic