To an Earth-Released
February 1986

“To an Earth-Released,” Ensign, Feb. 1986, 31

To an Earth-Released

Mortality but softly brushed your cheek

And lingered not; for scarcely there did rise

The palest pink of life until your eyes

Had closed again. Now sleep, my baby, sleep.

In one brief love-kissed moment you did keep

Your God-appointed destiny: to rise

In mortal flesh. It matters not your size

Is small. ‘Tis done. Now sleep, my baby, sleep.

Mine is the task to struggle up through time,

To sweat and bleed, to cry loud for surcease;

To urge my mind, my soul, my flesh to climb

The sunlit summit. Wait me there in peace.

I … wisdom-wise, who thought to lead … am led

By you, my child, moved now one step ahead!