the morphing (poem)

the morphing
by Tim Kavi

changeling of the true

(YOU are other
different than what I thought
with even greater beauty
that you yourself has brought).

rebirthing
human potential
repairing
the previous ways
made rent

every soul transcending
bending
rescinding
rending

overturning
there is a churning
burning
destruction falls into the sand
erodes into the sea

previous selves
become forgotten selves
or instruments of
lessons divine
in some eternal shrine
and design

until there
is an emerging
chrysalis
from the fiery ovens
and ash

She stands
girded in the new
emerging in my soul
triumphant
anima and goddess

I see you morphing
into every Goddess
a thousand times
a thousand times
from the moment
of creation
conception
to ultimate development
I see her inside you
and she is You

standing there
looking back
through your eyes
companion and mother
sister
and ultimately, wife

(YOU are other
different than what I thought
with even greater beauty
that you yourself has brought).