I’ve decided…

A harmony disrupted led to dissonance and pain

Dysregulated emanations ; snow instead of rain.

Immediate delirium with no-one else to blame ;

An ancient equilibrium, a guilty sense of shame.

An out of kilter pendulum  with a pointless sense of aim.

Balance will not find itself until distortions ease

Dominion must dissipate as we celebrate the bees…

Escape from pandemonium, a life with calmer seas

A refound equilibrium and a respect found for trees

A back in kilter pendulum and a lesser sense of quease.


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