A Symphony of Whispers - VOL. II

Balance

When thinking of the way life takes me

I can sometimes waltz through the bittersweet,

lullaby of the events at hand

I wonder why the meaning must be painful

and defeating at times

I rise up from the water of despair

And notice it's a shallow well, yet the

water fills my airy lungs

When thinking of the pot at the end of

the rainbow

I know I can achieve it with the help

of my peers

The ones who wave their strong, wise

hands, for they have gone through

the same predicaments I have

Life is a tale of trying and doing

And in the end, in the balance of

the final judgment

Nothing matters, nothing is a weight to

be analyzed

As for living humans, we are

Life is just a plethora of paths

that lead to our imminent end