Balance


Cover ears and listen closely
Words are but a muse
Careful thought for all Her motions
Ease into Her moves

Live for just this moment
Laugh for all your life
Understand cosmic irony
Only then can you recognize the strife

Balance is constant change
And change stirs everything up
How else will the whirling scale
Ever come to a quiet stop

All is lost in this life only
Think of the unopened rose
With each falling petal
Comes new life unexposed

Know that with every good
Bad must come
This is no riddle needing solved
Only simply done

Stay alert with every breath
Pay attention painstakingly
Look inside and find Her there
Unpretentious royalty.

Oakling
November 16, 2001