Thursday, 5 September 2019

A Poem: Work-Life Balance

It’s astonishing how the image 
Of a few balanced stones
Has come to be our icon
Of tranquillity, serenity, calm.

It sells us expensive spa days,
Sweet-smelling oils,
Pedicures, purifying rituals, peace.

You try balancing four stones. Go on.

You’ll get there, eventually.

And as your hand flutters
Over leaving the final adjustment just so –
Someone will glance by, admiringly, and say
‘I don’t know how you do it!’

And your hand arrests them from coming nearer,
As you watch the entire edifice tremble
At their footsteps,
At your breath.

The Zen of this moment
Isn’t the calm serenity of the advertisements -
A holding of all things in cosmic balance,
A resting place of quiet calm.

No; it’s in your hovering awareness
Of the inherent instability of the system –
It’s entropy -

It's in accepting the uncertainty of not knowing when

The certainty of the fall will come.


  1. Lovely words, although I have a little confession.... I was hoping to see some more of your sewing and quilting. Life can get in the way of hobbies xx

  2. Life is to be live to the full on this path . So do what make you happy and fill your life with joy peace love and let it show you that you are love but you love god 1st in your life and take time with god each day you know god will not give you out you can not Carrie. Blessing