At the Edge

Cool winds whipping by chill the bones An unheard of, an unlooked for idea has come and gone at the edge of a precipice sits the answer to our questions this is the real game the time for the new dawn has finally come Yet there are still obstacles to be overcome Let the vivid lights move into our imagination Before the end comes we'll know that the phantasmagoric truths we seek are ours for the taking the lights are fading - fading rapidly now tomorrow will come and with it the chance to grasp the ultimate reality and move into new horizons