Is there anything as beautiful as a slightly clouded sunrise?
Yes, a partially clouded sunset.
Is there anything as tender as the touch of a newborn child?
Yes, the touch of the elderly one as they acknowledge their next journey.
Is there anything so hopeful as a spring blossom?
Yes, the dance of a falling autumn leaf.
Is there anything so intoxicating as a new love?
Yes, the acceptance of an eternal love.
Anchored to these – is the tightrope- that I walk upon
If I remember from where I came- and to where I am going,
The walk is not nearly as frightening.