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“Prayer,” Ensign, Apr. 1991, 5


Given upon the night,

my whispered plea

Becomes a ship of light,

Takes passage and lifts free

Into a stellar sea

Of unimagined luminosity—

kingdom, constellation, nebuli,

Down corridors of sky,

far, far

Beyond great suns and times of reckoning,

To come before the King,

My Navigator, Pilot, Polar Star.

Photography by FPG International