In Balance

The world is always in balance
Harmony is created again and again
Disguised in the madness 
Tucked under this sadness
Peeling at the corners, twirling mad with the wind
The things that are
And the way things are not
Defy all the control and continuous plot
The maze aint the same as the ones that proceed
Yet the middle and its trappings
Make you seethe with unease
You stand at the cliff, where the edge meets the sky
With your burning heart, pounding
You let go and fly
But you don’t- not yet
Your toes grip the earth
Why can’t you sink into the chaos?
Why not multiply your mirth 
Your misery, pity-me
Your cry to the Divine
I only exceed you because I try all the time
I will not drop anchor at these murky, damp streets
I will not shelter my fears, I will gut them, expose them
Let them rot like raw meat
Because I am alive 
And my heart, it survives
I will open my skies, let them bloom
Crystallize
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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July 12, 2011 at 2:35 PM
You are rhyming my friend! and the thing with balance is folks picture a horizontal scale with neither pan rising above the other in life balance meaning EQUAL vacillations! Light & Love
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