Transfiguration Poems - Poems about Transfiguration

Transfiguration

The human nature touched the divine nature on the hills.
The cliffs, rocks, and boulders were full of beatific thrills.
The future of your coming was seen in the present form.
Glorification of the crucifixion shone in the warm storm.

Veils of illusions vanished. The ultimate truth was revealed.
Covenant between the father, son, and spirit was sealed.
Hearts flew and

Mount Transfiguration

Can the church experience Mount Transfiguration?
Can we experience Mount Transfiguration?
Where glory fills this holy place
Where miracles happen with every embrace!

A glowing glory, a heavenly fire,
Guiding worship, inspiring desire.
Glory fills from every mount top,
Praise heard from every roof top!

Creative miracles, and healings increase,
Emerge in this sanctified rendezvous.
From brokenness, beauty does arise,
Life's experience woven with heavenly ties.

For

Transfiguration

the vultures circle overhead as we burn
awaiting with stoic patience their turn
to feed off residue we need no more
which will soon be washed ashore
thus in the natural order of things 
the caterpillar having grown wings 
looks not back at the dead chrysalis 
for it now sips heavenly nectar of bliss

09-May-2023

Mount of Transfiguration

Sometimes I visit places and people I love and want to stay forever, it maybe a special vacation or ceremony with close friends that are so perfect, I wish that the moment could last forever.

One day , it happened to Peter when he looked to Jesus whose face was shining brighter than lightning and who

Pope Francine's Transfiguration

If Laudato Si'
were written by Pope Francine
and not me
replacing Pope Francis's
root anthrosupremacist choices
with similar
but more nuanced
and multiculturally inclusive choices,
cooperatively healthy premises
might further enlighten
to resolutely empower
a rather more transubstantially engaging
creolizing catholic haute cuisine.

#110.  The LeftBrain specialization
belonging to industrializing
monetized technology
makes it difficult to see
the larger restoring health justice picture,
ecofeminist designed more circular,
less straightly white bright male

Fragmentation

Transfiguration

I guess, next to actual
transfiguration, writing
is closest I will ever come
to sainthood.  Not that 
everything about me
needs correcting, the 
old nun would scold me
with a suspicious smile – 
for more than once I saw 
her sneak a candy from her
top desk-draw, just before 
lunch, and the Sacrament
of Grace...

I forgave her
with a smile....

Transfiguration

Transfiguration

This scriptured event
Is our common experience..
We stand alone
On the mountaintop 
Knowing our Self..
With due respect to our
Teachers standing on our
Left and on our Right..
Standing alone births
The Freedom introduced
By teachers remembered 
But only really known
As we stand alone...

Transfiguration

"Transfiguration"



Radiant crystalline
a lighter body 
you romanced the 
divine in my mind

you touched my 
you touched my
you touched my 

soul

Diamond snakeskin 
shed, peeled back 
your luminescence shining pure
through my many fractured cracks 

all your lines bleeding 
burning bright white light
in my butchered Nicene heart you’ve read with smooth soft intent
Transfigured me to become your next sacrament

homeless

Transfiguration

transfiguration

is a recognition
awaiting each of us..
a recognition
of who we are..

we remember our teachers
on our left and our right
our journeys of searching 
in past times..

searching the world for 
peace past understanding
that only comes with recognition
of who we truly are..

arriving now.. directly.. 
effortlessly.. as that which
has always been there
embracing our journey...

Transfiguration

This is the day that flattened the city:
  shock wave, clothes burnt off;
“This is what they have done, tell everyone.”
Radiation penetrating into sickness
     > sterility.
That was the day when all was laid waste.

This is the day they stood up on the mount:
  awed, as His clothes shone.
“This is my

Yesterday Was Transfiguration Sunday

Yesterday Was Transfiguration Sunday

Did you know that there are three heavens?

Was at St. James Episcopal, Shallotte, NC
listening to sermon yesterday.

Father Bob Hobgood said that we might,
Be awakened by God in middle of night;
Poems will appear,
So nice and near;
With ideas and thoughts did have a flight.

When I awoke in the middle of the night,
Of poems would

Transfiguration

I walked alone at break of dawn
No one to comfort me. 
I stood forlorned, ragged and scorned 
Doomed to obscurity. 

I cried aloud but yet the shroud
Of time that covered me
Left me beguiled from all exiled
Throughout this life to be. 

Ah never more a distant shore
Shall ever my feet trod. 
Until at last from this

On the Mount of Transfiguration

Revelation in its plainest form,
Glory revealed before the naked eyes;
To whom is this understanding granted?
Oh behold Him on the mount of holiness—
Oh behold the transfigured Christ!

A brightness beyond the sun's compare,
Yet visible to the eyes of the beloved;
Of them that are born of a woman,
None indeed is greater than John the Baptist;
But of a truth

Transfiguration

Transfiguration

Certain things appear to be triggered
When a person has been transfigured;
A radiance was seen on Jesus's face
After receiving God's glory and grace,
And about all this we were beleaguered. 

Jim Horn

Be sure to read my next poem.

The Day of Transfiguration

It was the day of the Lords' transfiguration
The disciples could not believe their eyes
Jesus had changed His appearance
And all of the angels went wild



It was the day of the Lords' transfiguration
The disciples were shaking and scared
When a cloud of mist engulfed them
They stood there amazed and stared



It was the day of the Lords' transfiguration
The disciples

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