On The Wall

Ephemeral grace
How often does this happen
Once upon a time I lived in a world without
A place without beauty
I feel a shudder in my bones
What was the metamorphosis
Why do I seem to remember
Pain

Why do I remember
A screaming wave of neurons
Was that the coinage of entry
Does grace have a pain of birth
I know about the pain
It's laced in my body
It binds my cells together
This addiction to grace

Yes I love the ethereal
The melding of colors and sounds
I see the harmony in dance
I swoon in the awe
What was I in the before
Why was it necessary to bleed
Why pain before the crescendo
Is this the final transition