Sonnet for Stability

Sonnet for Stability

A woman stands tall, stands poised with a scale,
An accord of balance and symmetry,
Not chance is it that fair is dark as well,
Not happenstance that justice is just free.

Covet balance like a covert longing,
To love and be loved, to weigh and be weighed,
Necessitates narcissism, feeds grace,
Life with burning stress is so rashly flayed.

Combat what you need since you are alive,
Rushing here and there, torn between it all,
Because you are human and therefore blind,
For certain if it's stable it won't fall.

Ground me as you would a bulb that cannot,
Define turbid sky from mothering pot.