Balance

In conversation with

a weed by the bank

of the still river

running deep,

balance, of thoughts,

emotions, perspectives

and priorities

discussed, thrashed out

came to the conclusion

that precarious is

life's balance -

I wish I could make it better

for you and for me,

mostly for you,

that would make me happy

and mend my balance,

but as I watch

you

fight with yourself,

my precious love,

I lose all my own sense of

balance,

willing myself,

to be God,

hating myself,

because I can't.