Laid aside like a dress upon a chair
Dust rests for a hundred heart-years
Blinded, she lost faces for ever
But there is wisdom in women
A kind and omnipotent force
She is now seen in high places
Her smile lives among the stars
Astonishingly, green leaves are
Found in the flowing of her dress
Balance is a lie
the design of our brain
and designation of our muscles
are about deviation and motion
try drain an incessant abscess
stubborn enough to tread its time
yet pamper it with warmth
and it submits to the cajoling
balance is about the weight
in the elements of your valence
labor into your leisure
worship with persistence each day
sing to your work and your play
let the hustle bring you its pleasure
balance supposes there is an all
but winter always follows fall
wear the badge of work and life on your sleeve
trust that light will reflect the variations in your weave
Let me be
persisting into each day
let me do what I do
going the extra mile
intent being my companion
nurtured adequacy is what I create
playing life so there is no stalemate
Let me do what I do
boot the balance
there is much more at stake
let me do what I do
live my daily grind
let my work and my worship
whisk me through a rhythm
do not beckon me with blue sky wishes
do not teach me balance
and lead me astray
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