In the realm where galaxies spin and twirl,  
A cosmic dance, a celestial swirl,  
There lies a force, both ancient and grand,  
The heart of existence, the Divine's own hand.

In the tapestry of life, it weaves its thread,  
A balance delicate, where all are led,  
A symphony of stars, a planet's grace,  
In this cosmic ballet, every soul finds its place.

In the whispers of the wind, the ocean's tide,  
In the rising of the sun, the moon's soft glide,  
The balance of nature, both fierce and kind,  
A constant reminder of the Divine's design.

In the gentle bloom of a flower's face,  
Or the thunderous power of a storm's embrace,  
The yin and yang of existence's core,  
In perfect equilibrium, forevermore.

In the laughter of children, the wisdom of age,  
In the turning of history's timeless page,  
The scales of justice, the scales of love,  
A divine balance, sent from above.

In every heartbeat, in every breath we take,  
In the choices we make, the paths we forsake,  
The balance of life, both seen and unseen,  
Guides us through darkness to the light serene.

So let us cherish this divine embrace,  
The equilibrium of time and space,  
In unity and harmony, we shall find,  
The sacred balance, the eternal bind.

Divine balance

A self portrait by ArtFromAbove - Cynthia

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