My Libran Soul
The scales torture me
as every day I try to regain my balance
why was I born to this sign?
it drives my mind to distraction
it tears my heart in two
My soul fights for imbalance
as every day it seeks to tip the scales
in favour of all that is good
all that is just
all that is beautiful
Every act of kindness that I witness
lights a candle in my soul
Every voice raised in anger
sees one go out
I cannot live in darkness
it eats away at me
it destroys me
So I live my life lighting candles
I will not rest until there is no anger
no injustice
no ugliness in this world
I have finally come to understand
that the weight of evil
is very heavy indeed
that the balance cannot be tipped
until the darkness
is banished, forever
Every day my soul shines a little brighter
Every day my heart is a little less broken
Every day my mind finds a little more peace
Copyright © Nigel Fawcett | Year Posted 2009
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