"Hymn of the Heavenly Dawn"

             Let youth fade and beauty flee,
          Only let me draw nearer to eternity.
           Hinder me not, trouble and strife,

          As though weighty in this brief life.
   My dawn draws near, the night is near spent,
     Oh, dust, receive back the little you lent.

         To the glorious heavens quickly I go,

   How mighty the land I henceforth shall know.

  And if lingered a thought of the life that I leave,
 It dropped when I saw Him, arms open to receive!

                                       ~2011