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am balanced even when the world is tipping and so close to the edge of the cliff that it may fall off and down the ledge and into oblivion and darkness</p><p id="0989">This sense I feel is in my mind and not outside of my four walls or in another state or country and maybe that makes me blind but right at this moment I’d rather balance than see</p><p id="41af">One foot on the ground the other in the air arms out wide sun on my face wind in my hair just for this moment</p><p id="5064">I wonder if balance means something to everyone watching things break on the floor of the world and the sound of the crash leaving scattered pieces of our dreams underneath the living ro

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Balance

A Poem

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I wonder if balance means something to everyone watching things fall from the shelves of the world and crack on the ground leaving scattered pieces of our dreams underneath the living room rug

I wonder if it’s weird the way I feel that sense that I am balanced even when the world is tipping and so close to the edge of the cliff that it may fall off and down the ledge and into oblivion and darkness

This sense I feel is in my mind and not outside of my four walls or in another state or country and maybe that makes me blind but right at this moment I’d rather balance than see

One foot on the ground the other in the air arms out wide sun on my face wind in my hair just for this moment

I wonder if balance means something to everyone watching things break on the floor of the world and the sound of the crash leaving scattered pieces of our dreams underneath the living room rug

© Jonathan Greene 2020

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