ON THE MOUNT

The loved disciples stood on mountain height,Watching with awe his face shine as the sun,His raiment turning white, white as the lightTransfiguring him—the God-anointed one.The Christ, once more illumined, stands today,Revealed on Truth's celestial mountain peak.The wise disciples climb the narrow wayTo view the summit's heaven-crowned sight and seekThe healing touch of love-filled ministry.They build three tabernacles in their hearts,To truth, to law, to sight propheticallyEndowed by holy thought. All fear departsAs Love speaks from the mountain's cloud-bound rim,"This is my beloved Son ...: hear ... him."

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