Balancing act
It wiggles on thin lines
No, I will not fall
Center the tension
The balance of arms stretched out
Equilibrium
Reach out before you
Stretch past your stability
Your center holds you
Singular points rolling
Coming closer to the edge
Slowly, don’t fall off
Millions of steps
A fleeting millennia
Time ever evolving
Paradox of risk
Seeds on wood on leaves on air
Power stored as poise
Feeling of wholeness
Shock of cold and sense of slime
Beauty made tactile
A rift between us
Engulfed in this maze of pain
I arise from light
Conscious unconscious
I moving you moving I
I follow you, I
Balancing act
It wiggles on thin lines
No, I will not fall
Center the tension
The balance of arms stretched out
Equilibrium
Reach out before you
Stretch past your stability
Your center holds you
Singular points rolling
Coming closer to the edge
Slowly, don’t fall off
Millions of steps
A fleeting millennia
Time ever evolving
Paradox of risk
Seeds on wood on leaves on air
Power stored as poise
Feeling of wholeness
Shock of cold and sense of slime
Beauty made tactile
A rift between us
Engulfed in this maze of pain
I arise from light
Conscious unconscious
I moving you moving I
I follow you, I