there is a construct called: right
and there is also something called wrong
the scale's anchors of societal expectations
in between right and wrong
is where our journeys to enlightenment lie
a guiding genius -- a muse -- serves as chaperone
it is in these times (of inner turmoil)
and uncareful trampling of eggshells
that we find our senses again wide awake
and it is when the senses rise
do we remember that we are alive
when leading and following become one
