Throughout the summer, we would tightrope walk
the reality of blocks of flats with smelly lifts,
washing like bunting on balconies
and the savoury scent of next-door’s dinner.
At any moment, our threadbare plimsolls might
to the other side,
where trees were
cathedrals, ships and giants,
and a small playing field
in a south London suburb
became a whole new world.
Kim M. Russell, 4th October 2018
Susan says that, astrologically, we’re in Libra, reason enough to think of balance, and she has given us inspirational quotations and poems on this theme. I particularly like this one:
“Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.” ― Jelaluddin Rumi
Our challenge is to explore the possibilities of balance in a new poem.