Sweet Skepticism of the Heart --
That knows -- and does not know --
And tosses like a Fleet of Balm --
Affronted by the snow --
Invites and then retards the Truth
Lest Certainty be sere
Compared with the delicious throe
Of transport thrilled with Fear --
Poem by Emily Dickinson
Origami Rose Paper Flower, Fullest-Bloom New Kawasaki Rose
