Swallowed in a world of confusion
A short sharp shock of panic
Followed promptly by unnatural calm
Reassuring words and calming movements
That is my role for the occasion

The calm is struck crashing to the ground
To be replaced by gut wrenching worry
But the words and movements must continue
I cannot forget my part
Hours pass in contrasting worry and external calm

Finally at the summit of the worry
A shining beacon of light
My heavy heart heaves in delighted convulsions
Bluish grey and beautiful
Both worry and calm are eclipsed by joy

You have made your entrance
You have made your mark
You bend the laws of the world
Tying the moon even tighter to beautiful earth
And I will never be the same again