Balance

Keep an eye on this old heart,
It lashes out like dogs at babes.
Oh, keep an eyes on this old blood,
It surges like a swollen stream.
Oh, keep an eye on these old nerves,
They bristle as if trees aflame.
Oh, keep an eye on this old skin.
It cannot hold them in.

Keep a heart on this old eye,
That it might look,
Sometimes,
Towards the sky.