In His Pure Light Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A whisper in the morning light,
We see we know so little, right?
God's wisdom, like a flowing stream,
Unfolds a truth within a dream.

Each day, a question to the sky,
'For the sick, what can I try? '
The answers wait, a gentle breeze,
When our own heart finds inner ease.

For what we hold, we can impart,
A truth that starts within the heart.
Keep close to Him, your spirit bright,
And great things bloom in His pure light.

For you, for us, for all to see,
This is the truth, eternally.