July 1983

“Awakening,” Ensign, July 1983, 7


The sheer organza rays of light

Lace round the earth before the sun

To layer ebony of night.

The finger forms of willows shade

The phantoms near the windowsills,

Dim-fading into shapes the day

Will craft to amber daffodils.

Caressed by pink-down comforter,

I drift awake to shadow line

Of spirit mirrored back to me,

A subtle haze of the divine.

The Lord divided light from dark,

But left this moment for his man

To join in uncreated mists

And mold his hopes, awaiting dawn.