This morning we worshiped in our church which has been transformed into an art exhibit (Icons in Transformation). As a family we arrived late and sat in three separate pews, one in front of the other, in the back of the church, because there was a sculpture filling the middle section of the three pews. I am 58. Transformation at 58 has so many more pieces to work with. I am still not sure how the component parts will be put together. I may have to wait a long while for the final gold leaf. All icons have a wash of gold.
Years ago
Transformers were
The go-to toy.
They only morphed
Into particular set forms.
For a long while
Transformers
Were the toy of the year.
No longer.
Now it seems transformation
Goes well beyond
Anything we can ask
Or imagine
Even anything that bears resemblance
To a toy
Of any description.
Transformers at age 58
Take every possible component part
Twist and turn it
So it lines up
Yet also forms
A completely different creature
Unimagined until now
Yet still somehow
The same.
Then
Only then
It is touched up
With gold leaf
So it catches the Light
Just so
