Feathered Edges

I try desperately to hold onto my thoughts the randomness of early morning pondering A cryptic magnificent sort of wandering A self awareness soul sort of laundering Seeking my peace forgetting about conquering Dreamy edges feathered almost blending The dip between now and forever seems never-ending I feel gossamer thoughts ripping instead of stretching Yet on my brain the droplets are collecting as they flood a mind with thoughts interconnecting none of them at all Were what I was expecting I feel each moment glowing brilliantly Why I ask does the candle melt so quickly Healthy and strong may give way to sickly Prowess and strength making way for inability Perhaps weakness connects us to humanity Within our dependency we join mankinds fraternity On a staircase leading to the precipice of eternity Although I try to grasp it I blink and turn away No time left this morning to ponder and stay There is work to be done So I'm swept away by the day A man of dust made from clay who knows God formed me Still I don't make time to pray Despite my failings God loves me anyway!