one is always

like we juggle our mothers 
against our fathers

or one teacher 
against another
(only to balance our grade average)

3 grains of salt 
to one ounce truth

our sweet black essence 
or the funky honkies down the street

and lately I've begun wondering 
if you're trying to tell me something

we used to talk all night 
and do things alone together

and I've begun

(as a reaction to a feeling) 
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you

~ Nikki Giovanni

Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.

~ Thomas Merton

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