Balance - The Jazz June

The proper understanding

Of the situation

That’s been called upon

There are two equal pieces

Dictated by the grains of sand

Watch the scales tip

And they fall like water

The cycle spins around the nail in the middle to stay afloat

The center holds the weight and seems to fit

Life spins in the middle

Set the other side on digging heels

Somewhere in the middle

The center of focus

Distinguished in each direction

A tunnel visionary spears to rights and lefts

Weights in motion are equally fixed at both ends

While the sound leaps in waves around the middle

Tied tight to the nail of all things falling apart

Pinned between the equals of today and yesterday

Running out off all sides and returning to the center

Where it should be