Turning on the Edge of Reality

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 . . .