RUBIES

At least the path to bliss is clear –
For Virtue is the guide –
She calls us to awake and rise
To meet the morning tide.

Her distaff is a rod of words
That beckon through the mist
Of darknesses that dampen sight –
She sees, prevails, persists

In leading to the Blessing tree –
Creation’s residence –
In feeding us the fruit of Truth –
Salvation’s evidence.

Presents us to the Holy Ghost
As worthy to partake
Of ever-loving righteousness
For lasting kindness’ sake.

(26 September 2009, Provo, Utah)