Joy

 I sublimate it into joy

You get it don't you?

Looked into the sick man's eyes 

I saw a calf looking back at me

Crystal clear eyes, shining light like the surface of a lake

His mother was nearby, but in her eyes, I saw tears held back.

But when I smiled at her son, she chuckled with effort in an attempt to conceal her struggle.

It's moments like these that fill one with compassion.

So when I feel her presence,

I sublimate it into joy.