Evan Mitchell Poet Prose Poetry

Balancing Act

I have spiritual callings, personal dreams 
and a bunch of stuff in between. 
My aspirations are many, so
how do I pursue them all? 

I believe the answer is in mastering the 
balancing act. 
The hardest part of the balancing act is 
adjusting to the unexpected 

It’s like you’re walking a tightrope from 
building to building, with 12 plates in 
each hand, and 6 textbooks on your head. 
You finally get your balance right – 
one step, two step…and then comes the
 gusting winds, 15mph stronger than before. 
A squirrel has discovered and boarded the 
tightrope, creeping towards your big toe 
and mistaking it for an acorn.
You are forced to readjust and improvise, 
losing plates and textbooks as you do. 

But how many items you are able to keep 
on the way to the other side does not 
determine if you have mastered the 
balancing act or not 
The key is to accept that it’s life’s ritual to 
throw you off balance 
Then, you will have harmony within yourself, 
conquering every obstacle as you continue to
move forward.

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