Haiku of illumination
Four of them, climbing
the mountain of destiny;
Jesus and some mates.
While he was praying
his face became altered, white,
dazzling and bright.
A conversation,
Moses, Elijah, Jesus,
speaking of the end.
Heaven has come close,
the divine and the human
weaving together.
There is glory here,
a glimpse before the end, when
fullness is revealed.
The descending cloud
overshadows, a voice speaks;
My Son: hear his words!
The cloud lifts. Only
Jesus remains. He tells them,
Do not speak of this.
Only at the end,
Beyond the cross and the tomb
will they understand.
© Ken Rookes 2022
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