On the Edge
Oh beautiful earth that never stops moving
On earth is where souls are grooving around
Earth is where these bodies shall lay to rest
Beautiful earth that gives birth to flourishing flowers
Wonderful flowers that can do wonders on righteous
Flowers that grows from special soil with pleasant smell
Roses that light love with sweet compelling fragrance
As Sun set leaves trails of glowing red like scarlet metal
Out on the stars that gloats with light over oceans
Oceans that relief those envious souls filled with wrath
The ocean that talk with the most elite individuals
And mountains so humble yet aging gradually
Looking upon us as darkness deceive many individuals
Far beyond the horizons there is a dancing sun like burning furnace
It leaves earth with darkness which conquers over weak souls
But the holy moon gives earth faint light like dying candles
The night is called and handles all the stars to their delightful light
Soon when dawn calls be the first to see the dews drop
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