Time for Me to Glow

Bright spire, dark spire,
The wards of LaVerkin, Utah
Take turns catching
The white light of the morning sun.

 

It catches me

With a warm hello at my ear,
A corner flash
At my eye as I wheel downward

Into shadows
Created by advancing light,
Valley of grace,
The miracle of lingering.

Lunch in the car,
Love on the radio, quiet
In the humming
Change, uncontrollably set free.