Moroni’s Footsteps

    “Moroni’s Footsteps,” New Era, Aug. 1997, 26

    Moroni’s Footsteps

    In a forest swept silent

    By the arm of judgment,

    Snow falls like tears

    For a destroyed nation.

    Bold, but alone,

    A man who knows his mission

    Walks along,

    Preparing to bury the truth,

    And let the silence

    Pass over the earth,

    Until it is broken

    By a voice from the dust.