Fear and Joy

I rejoice at the scent of blooming jasmine,

I am inebriated by the joy of a true friendship,

I fear only the sight of a fiery moon,

I fear only the sight of a white pale sun,

I wonder where earth and heaven start

At that divide of a stumbling humanity

Yet

In the moonlit face of a sleeping child

I see the golden reflection of a tranquil sea.

12/10/12leoc