When the dry white skeleton stood down,
elevating Mama, joyous & mixed,
he performed a magical conversion.
Old into New like water into wine:
in one moment, one sacrificial act,
a whole new era is born.
Something long growing underground
is suddenly ripe, red, juicy,
scattering seeds all over.
Change is made like drama,
dropping the boom at just the right time
to send you out of the theater turned around.