Equilibrium

I am off-balance
out of keel, off centre, off line
I have a firm inside
which if I could contact
I would grow vertical again

but for now
everything's askew
and there are monsters lurking

I'd never suspected that aged over fifty
I would need to retreat into my murky childhood

And I don't know
if I'm going the right way
it all seems so confusing
an ill-lit stumbling

Fortunately there is an outside world
where people talk enthusiastically
there are string quartets - hoppy skippy music
or profound and melodious
flowers and laughter
(I mention only a few)

and I am blessed back into symmetry