The Transfiguration

On the Mountain's predawn height, time's ticked line Is stretched round upon itself from the thin Experience of events to entwine The moment all is new, when we begin. The Face of Love shines in burning likeness; His hands clasped in prayer this hour of the turn T'ward his departure where in that brightness Two have stepped through time from God's Mount to learn. Three others now awake enter the cloud The disciples hear the Majesty bless With choosing, loving, and delight enshroud. Commending they listen, his word posses. And what of us, shall we enter that ring Exalt in his Glory, join the dance and sing?

© Randy Edwards 2017. This sonnet is for Christ’s church. If it is helpful, please feel free to copy or reprint in church bulletins, read aloud, or repost. I only ask that an attribution be cited to myself (Randall Edwards) and this blog (backwardmutters.com). Thanks. Artwork: Transfiguration of Christ, Bellini, 1490 #poetry #sonnet #walkingwithjesus #gospelofluke #christianity