No Demons Here

This circle is no place for fear.

Nothing feeds it here. Now be serene,

as you were made to be, for all is well.

The demons—hideous, mean-spirited,

but small and flimsy in reality—from

hell, which is no place at all—we

chased away, by saying, “Boo,”

and making faces at them. When they

scare you so, they interrupt your dancing—

as if they were substantial…

as if they were not less than air….