I am at rest in you as housetops drowned
In mistless moonlight, when no wind creeps free
To blur one leaf's rapt, silver ecstasy.
I am at peace as petals that have found
Their falling sweet and haven on the ground.
I am at peace in you. Then suddenly
Storm breaks; flame sears; winds scourge; all love in me
Flares to the fury, splendid, fierce, unbound. I am ablaze with you; the lightning darts,
Quivers and cleaves the heaped, tumultuous sky;
Flame leaps to meet it, and that flame is I.
And this mad conflagration our two hearts.
But storms will pass, blue skies again be gay,
And we two children on a sunny day.