Unpredicted Joy

The laws of civility
seem to be working
among the children,
windmill legs flash.
Lilly laughter diffuses
into the school time air.

There are glints of sunlight
on the steel, but never
the edges of the knives.

The animals
are like that too.
Death may lurk but they
go on in peace with
burbling voices, all day long
toying in the wind and sun.