I did not understand how joy could be so pure

Until I saw the sunrise
Like honey velvet dusting
The purple white mountains
Towering over their kingdom
As clouds whispered
Into their ancient ears

Until I brushed the petals
Of sleepy garden princesses
Soft and new
Bright and clear
With dew, the tears of stars
Kept safe in their hands

Until I let the air
Restless
Innocent
Wander into my lungs
And fill me with sweetness
Of the birth of the world

I did not understand how joy could be so pure

Until it was born in my soul