Balance is temporary, centered is forever

A little more here. A little more over there.

Up a little.

Down a little.

How we seek level. Even. Balanced.

We can help each other balance. Lend a hand, a perspective, a nip, a tuck.

But, to be centered.

On the page

On the wall

Of life

God’s

“Masterpiece”

About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on February 19, 2015, in art, Body, God, Lent, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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