Eloquent Disaster

Its a masterpiece,
of imperfection,
constantly shuffling,
this way<----------
----------->and that,
moving in and out of time frames,
up and down time lines,
side to side,
dodging bullets made of war and fear and sadness,
murderous intent,
despair,
indifference,
a downward spiral,
but not constant,
like a maze puzzle made of beads and wire,
what comes down must go up again,
constant in circular perfection,
moving the beads until there is,
a balance we are comfortable with,
but we can still grit our teeth about.