Transfiguration

There she sat basking
in the glow of her friends'
adoration.


Wracked by chemicals
sent to destroy
the dread disease.


Her hair in tiny bristles
glimmered in the backlight.
Her smile a roman candle in the night.
Transfigured.


The God-light surrounded
her from all sides. Illuminated
the occupied space.


The God-light lit up her
weary eyes.
Body of Christ broken, like hers.
Take, eat, drink 
the cup of life.


Beauty. Grace. Love.
Transfigured in a moment of time.
Hers and ours, brother
and sisters,
take, eat, poured out for you.


Life. Light. The God-light
shining, not from the window
but straight from her heart.
Transfigured.