Level Head

Those who go around
always looking down
may find the ground
extremely profound

But will not see the stars or sky
may never ponder how or why
and will not notice passers-by

Those whose only care
is always looking in the air
may see great wonders there
among the clouds so fair

But will not ever win a race
with footsteps always out of place
and misses everybody's face

But me, I keep a level head
I always see what lies ahead
so my path is  not misled
I greet all people in my stead

I never hesitate to see
the stumbling blocks in front of me
and see both forest and tree