When he took the three
disciples
To the mountainside to
pray,
His countenance was
modified,
His clothing was aflame.
Two men appeared:
Moses and Elijah came.
They were at his side,
The prophecy, the
legislation spoke
Of whenever he would die.
Then there came a word
Of what he should
accomplish on the day.
Then Peter spoke, to make
of them a tabernacle place.
A cloud appeared in glory
as an accolade.
They fell on the ground.
A voice arrived, the voice
of God,
The face of God covered in
a cloud.
What he said to them, the
voice of God,
The most beloved son,
Consider what he says to
you, consider what’s to come.
The prophecy was put to
death, was put to death,
And so will the son.
And keep your word,
disguise the vision
Till the time has come.
Lost in the cloud, a
voice:
Have no fear, we draw
near.
Lost in the cloud, a sign:
Son of man, turn your ear.
Lost in the cloud, a
voice:
Have no fear, we draw
near.
Lost in the cloud, a sign:
Son of man, Son of God.
--Sufjan Stevens, The Transfiguration
Image source: Portable icon of the Transfiguration of Christ, Byzantine artwork, ca. 1200
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