Between Boaz and Jachin on the Tree,
“I balance” speaks the voice at this child’s dawn,
Beginning life in equanimity,
A flight on winds between winds, soaring on.
Discerning an opinion from a fact,
Both sides of every story making sense,
This child’s possessed of diplomatic tact,
While seeming ever seated on the fence.
For those born bearing Libra’s airy scales,
In social spheres a pleasant time is spent,
Engaged with artful, gentle expertise,
In even dialogue, not argument.
But may this child be wise and close a hand,
When life demands a bold, decisive stand.