The Edge of Time

The stream of life is like flowing waters constantly moving, passing through flooded with happiness and sadness the essence of living to the edge of time showering kisses always amid like the rain drops flowing in bliss the rivers ripple, curling fast dew drops in the springs of love bridges over the troubled waters deep blue seas bonds us together lighting bolts through heavenly skies a spiritual connection calms the tides the clouds are thick and at times thin roaring sounds of thunder, strong blowing winds and suddenly another storm comes in the wells no longer dry, lakes rising high oceans floors baring the marks of life.......above generations dwell the minds and souls the stream of life constantly moving on it's journey like the stream of water down river banks life flows to the edge of time.