I am hanging in the balance br At a place we call mankind br Between the wisdom of the heart br And the reason of my mind br br A cross is here for me to carry br The thorns for me prescribed br And every nail that pierce my hand br Has life's reality inscribed br br I bow my head in humble prayer br My burdens won't get worse br But to every gift from heaven br The devil adds his curse br br I sail through troubled waters br In a faint and fading light br And the beacons they are few br In the dark and empty night br br I knock upon that door within br And try to find myself br To bring out that which saves me br And gives wholeness to my Self br br For every autumn leaf that falls br A new life starts to climb br For every mind that dies to Self br The Kingdom's bells will chime br br Copyright © 2009 Göran Gustafsson.