Do not seek to balance me completely
Or sedate me so I submit meekly
I will speak softly ease you gently in
To the new truth we keep forgetting
I am not afraid of uncertainty or ambiguity
Life is not black and white and shades between
It is lush with green foliage
***** brown with earth
Hot and red bleeding lava veins
A sparkling spectrum of all life
Comes from the prism
From great sorrow can come great beauty
If you do not believe me read Poe or Keats
From great pain can come new and returning wisdom
If you do not understand read a book my friend
From all things can come new perspectives
Can come the resurgence the convergence
Of knowledge ever evolving all involving
Loving and preserving
Loving and destroying
To build something new
Or rebuild what we forgot we knew
In my imbalance I am alive
And if you do not have the courage to live so freely
If you are not that greedy
Then I will live it for you
And share things you do and do not want me to
I will be your poetic scapegoat
I will be your teacher
And in my words then in my death
I will be your loving martyr