I am unbalanced by things,
like clouds in a blue sky,
Or by the way a bird sings,
I am amazed by the simplicity of things,
Like chimes fastened on strings,
By the smell of a rose and how it's beauty stings,
I believe in many things,
Each man an equal and not one a king
A child smiling on a swing,
the joy and happiness it brings
I am very private about things,
like my relationships,
fleeting wedding rings
or how the balance of love swings
I am open minded about things
like the puppets strings,
and the sadness poverty brings
I am conscious of many things...