Balance

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Intrinsic in its state of being
A nature inherent for seeing
the world we aspire to espouse
grasping the paradox we have found
where all things are only set today
then they spin out of reach far away

Heart like a pendulum swinging here
running from the extremes we all fear
Yet these dark hidden thoughts do convey
all the things active minds long to say
Overturn this youthful reaction
and quiet defensive contraptions

Still the beast that thinks not with reason
nor lets peace have its due in season
Contemplate your words first just this once
and perhaps you will not come undone
Chase not all the paths where your mind runs
You may find a balance has begun

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