The balance of life
being a juxtaposition
of good and bad
of positive and negative
gets across all through.
The balance in others
be it in financial
where the expense should
match the revenue
leaving a reminder.
The weights come into concern
that being measured in a balance
with the pans standing in level
the right side going in par with the left
a lively designation.
There enters love
with no partiality in the way
the affection being extended
not to one in special
but to all equally.
There be a balance of natural occurrence
the rains in manageable terms
an excess leads to flood
and a deficit results in drought
the elements like heat and cold
being in limits not overwhelmed.
The balancing act is like rope walking
a slight step this way or that
devolves into a fall terrible
down you go into the hollow
know not the depth
a crash unpredictable.
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