“White,” New Era, Aug. 1988, 24
White
The temple stands,
stately and serene,
on holy land. I watch,
thrilled by the sight
and breathing a prayer,
as paths of light reach from the spire
to jeweled night sky
far up above.
I love
to see the temple at night
and feel the warmth
reflected from within;
now I know the color
of white.