Poems of the Week

The Pendulum Swings


Have patience.  The pendulum

that swung too far in one

direction will swing back.

At the moment of its turning,

everything hangs in the balance.

All the momentum of past actions

is suspended in mid-air, and

those who care about what

happens next are poised with it.


There is a long and anxious

pause before the motion shifts,

and then a sense of free fall,

when the world is turned on

its head and nothing is known

or normal.  Have patience then,

and do not rush to either extreme.

The way will paint its own arrows

on the trees if you can wait for clarity.


by Danna Faulds