Poetry

We Stand On The Edge

We stand on the edge
as the tides of life
direct us on this
journey…
this place
and time
waiting
for something new
to begin
and something old
to cease
and the things
that shall be —
will be.

We stand on the edge
reaching out
to grasp;
waiting
for that feeling
one so near…
yet far
we hope to touch
just one
other soul…
encountered
or not —
we hope.

We stand on the edge
wondering who we are
waiting
for that knowing
what it is,
was,
and will be…
our purpose
dearly sought
while our lives
drift ahead —
for we are
merely shadows
of one another
as we stand.

© Literary Remains

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