The balance beam

We sabotage our peace if we confront everything that irks our spirit.

We will implode.

Go supernova.

Get a ulcer

Have a stroke –

wholly unable to cope.

But instead.

Choose to be still.

This is why it rhymes with heal.

Balance.

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