At the Brink of Time

The light of the sun is rearranging
Reality by shadow every day
From furthest point of east to furthest west
Day for night and night for day exchanging
Those exchanges the moments I love best

The world keeps turning I keep moving on
The lotus unfolding before my eyes
Led by the light I celebrate the sun
Embrace the skies to trace its set and rise
When day is best just ended just begun

When light has just arrived or has just gone
The world seems more alive as we all spin
There on the threshold at the brink of time
Light manifests most lucid most sublime
Where life and death as day and night begin

Sometimes I wonder who I am and why
I find myself revolving on this ball
What to do how to live and how to die
And then there are those times I realize
I rather wish I were not here at all

But I look to the horizon and sigh
When light has just arrived or has just gone
No matter what the reason I am here
The world keeps turning I keep moving on
The lotus unfolding before my eyes

So I hold on and look to dusk and dawn
It seems the trick is not to yield to fear
Light always returns although it may hide
Each dawn each dusk is still a sweet surprise
The coming and the going make the ride

At the brink of time on a spinning sphere

+Steven Curtis Lance



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