balance (a poem)

sometimes we dance too much
and think too little
sometimes we think too much
and dance too little

the hardest thing
is balance
said the philosopher
to the king
then the king laughed
and then went to other things

the hardest thing
is balance
said the child
to the mother
the mother smiled nicely
and then went on to other things

the hardest thing
is balance
said the old man
to himself
on his death bed
and then went on no more