Dancing on the ragged edge of disaster,
Walking the razor’s edge,
Acting as if I have no inner master,
Teetering upon the ledge.
Time stands still yet ever flows
Lasting not forever.
Time goes where no one knows
Past from future severed.
And the race continues going on
As runners fall
By the wayside, while others move on
Giving it their all.
While I wait and watch and wonder
Which way to go.
Deeper truths I continually ponder
But never truly know.