Sunlight

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SUNLIGHT. {For the Improvement Era.)

BY T. E. CURTIS, SALT LAKE CITY.

I stood at yonder mountain crest Above the dark and solemn vale. That rolled out to the distant west All restless in the fitful gale. I heard the hostile skies applaud The storm-king, on his evil way, Who spread his mighty wings abroad, And held the flaming sun at bay.

Then flow'r-like, as I raised my view, I saw the sullen clouds divide; A golden flood came bursting through. And fell across the mountain side! And spread a picture on the plain A symbol of the rival powers That operate the world, and fain Would change these mortal lives of ours.

The clouds rolled backward one by one. And the emerging scene was dressed In all the glory of the sun. From flow'ry vale to snowy crest. And so it is from surf to crown; We see the clouds of error furled. Letting the light of heaven down, Spreading its glory o'er the world!