Transfiguration Poem by Jeff Rushton

The beauty of the truth is that it is not found in the mind
The mind is manipulated by pressure and input sublime
Truth is found only in the heart
It cannot take impurity or the slightest portion of irregularity
To pollute and distort will end in death and retort
To keep pure and secure is the duty and desire of the man
Who's intent is found in the pleasure of personal fulfillment
The day our heart becomes pure is the day our body, mind and soul
Are fulfilled
Our blood is transfigured into pure truth,
Mixed with the spirit we were started with at birth.