Spinning atop the world as the world blows us away today
Ever so confusing unity in fusion of souls now torn apart
But heartfelt love is an art of delicate balance in eloquence
Yet the cold, dark Cosmos knows nothing of this spirit dance
Or the stance we make and the chance we take to hold on
Even as another mold is shattered by an unseen hand
In command of the destinies of all lovers young and old
Flying through Time against Winds of Change to rearrange Reality,
Appealing to the Turnkey of Heaven to leaven existence with Life,
Compelling with persistence to pity abject prisoners of the Cosmos,
Who only want to be free to be everything they were meant to be,
And so we’re dancing on the Edge of Reality, advancing to the end,
Another beginning spinning on the axis of Truth without any proof
To tell another tale of remorse and regret and high hope to amend,
If only the Lord condescends to extend Mercy with another chance
In advance of everlasting Grace that makes all things new yet again,
As we keep turning on the Edge of Reality . . .
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