[Written for the Sentinel]

Transfiguration

Behold the world newborn, newborn of Spirit!
In radiant flowers, and dew-drenched scented air,

Symbols we see of God's real world all-glorious;
Earth is transformed; true beauty now is here.

Not with the eye of sense can we behold it;
Yet now to us the wonder is revealed
At times to glimpse the spiritual creation,
Radiant reality by Love unsealed.

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