In the heart of Provo, where history intertwines,
The beloved temple stood, a beacon of design.
Known to many as the “spaceship” or “cupcake” bright,
It held sacred moments, a source of pure light.
Yet, in the cycle of life, change is a must,
And now, a new chapter unfolds, built on trust.
The Provo Utah Rock Canyon Temple takes its form,
With a promise of grace, through calm and through storm.
The foundation is laid, a spire touches the sky,
Signaling hope, as the faithful pass by.
Windows now welcome the sun’s gentle rays,
While walls begin to rise, to honor the days.
Though hearts ache for the quirks of the temple we knew,
An understanding persists, as the vision shines through.
For change can be challenging, yet filled with divine,
Each moment a blessing, as new futures align.
When reconstruction was spoken of, voices united,
Over 1,300 stood firm, hope ignited.
They called for preservation, to honor the past,
Yet life teaches us love, and that change is steadfast.
The memories linger—of worship, of prayer,
Of milestones and moments, the sacred we share.
And as this new temple rises within the community’s heart,
It will cradle new stories, a fresh place to start.
Reverence and faith flow through each sacred beam,
As this cherished endeavor transforms hope into dream.
For while we may mourn the familiar we knew,
The spirit of devotion will carry us through.
May this temple, newly built, be a refuge of grace,
Embracing all souls, a welcoming space.
In time, it will blossom, with love, light, and care,
A testament to faith, forever to share.