Christ, our only true light,
before whose bright cloud
your friends fell to the ground:
we bow before your cross
that we may remember in our bodies
the dead who fell like shadows;
and that we may refuse to be prostrated
before the false brightness of any other light,
looking to your power alone
for hope of resurrection from the dead.
From All Desires Known by Janet Morley
Note: The Feast of the Transfiguration is also Hiroshima Day.