In the heart of Provo, where cherished memories reside,
The old temple stood, a beacon of hope and pride.
Fondly known as the “spaceship” or “cupcake” bright,
Its unique presence brought comfort, a radiant light.
As seasons change and time moves on,
A new dawn emerges, though the previous form is gone.
The Provo Utah Rock Canyon Temple rises anew,
A testament to faith, a vision coming into view.
With a spire reaching skyward, framing the land,
Craftsmen lay foundations with reverent hands.
Windows grace the building, inviting the light,
While the quiet hum of progress stirs the night.
Yet, in the hearts of many, a sense of loss remains,
For the quirky design that embodied joy and dreams.
Disappointment mingles with anticipation’s song,
As the community reflects on how they’ve grown strong.
When the reconstruction was shared, a call to protect
The spirit of the old temple, to honor and reflect.
More than a building, it cradled lives and prayers,
A sanctuary of solace, a space sacred and rare.
The essence of faith teaches us to embrace,
That change is a chapter in life’s sacred grace.
For though we may mourn what is now in the past,
New stories will flourish, and this love will last.
In time, this new structure will hold memories dear,
A gathering place for generations to share.
With each stone laid gently, a future is wrought,
As the Provo Utah Provo Utah Rock Canyon Temple stands,
A symbol of devotion, of hope in our hands.