Balance

Many a time in a tropical clime,
A lizard will leap into view;
And then it is gone in the blink of an eye
Because that's just what lizards will do.

If one hangs around, clinging fast to a screen
And you get very close to observe,
You can marvel at how it's so perfectly formed,
With its tail sometimes looped in a curve.

And then - snap! It takes off, so incredibly fast,
Like the running elite in a race;
And you realize few creatures could ever compete
With that lightning reptilian pace.

Nature's funny that way - it's a balancing act
From the lizards right down to the snails;
And each being proceeds as a part of the plan
So that balance most always prevails.