Everything In Its Right Place

Please do not tip my scales

don't twist my rubix cube.

Do not move my jigsaw piece

and don't reset my sails.

Please do not right my wrongs

or change my equations.

Do not alter my meter

or the content of my songs.

For I have found clarity

in a life of parity.

I feel so hapy and yet strange.

To keep demons at bay

I know this balance must stay

and so nothing I will change.

I understand everything:

I no longer want to sing

and nor do I want to cry.

My mind has been put to grace.

Everything has found its place;

now I must understand why.