Standing at the edge of mortality
is my work really done?
Looking over at the black abyss
what is one to think?
Time to find god
root for heaven
root for reincarnation
call for your mother
bring a flashlight
the black sack and that's a fact.

Standing at the edge of mortality
my hand over my brow
block the sun?
Too dark for that
Try to see better?
Too late for that.
The precipice stands waiting
and all those who once lived
forever gone
took that plunge.

Standing at the edge of mortality
waiting for the momentary mirror
reflecting backwards in time
highlight reels
lowlife deals
ecstatic moments
unwound in regrets
achievements
done and gone.

Standing at the edge
my children come to me
wondering what breath will be the last
too late for all regrets
all those
if only I hads
there is a tear for that
that's for sure.
If it could all be undone
to do again
what would one do?
These are the thoughts and feelings too
one finds
when standing at the edge of mortality.

But still here
another chance for us my dear
more work to do
on this side of
the edge of mortality.

O, beautiful oyster pearl
betwixt the oyster shell
Thy radiance defeats that of fullsome satin
that behind the morning sun dwell.
O, glorious oyster pearl
henceforth you are the Queen
resting on your strong mate
amidst the oyster shell.
O, aesthetic oyster pearl
Thou art ravishing I see
Wither do ye flee?
Please stay and sleep here for me
I shall watch all stages of you
Young, dynamic and fair or
old, antique and sea-green.

The earth cries blood from the vessels of life
No haven from the tide of torture about to bequeath
This well trodden land
For 40 days and 40 nights we have bowed our heads
In shame
And still the rain comes

Torrent after torrent to feed our guilt
We pray for sun
An answer that never comes
Tears from the land
Swallow us
Devour us
Feed on our expected want

The land has left and my boat
Is filled
For the masses the search is on
In new pastures
A new life
A new way to treat ourselves
I wait for the calm

Sun oh shine down on my life
Shine down on this world
As I land for the ready
Underneath my look the green shoots
Flow  
Hold my hand and  
Let the fun begin