The Edge

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The Edge

Be this that which is

Thine margin of life

Thine edge of edges.

Consciousness folds inward

That which in life

is but the edge

the border

the surface

Thine thin blue essence of existence

where thine wedge of ocean

meets wedge of shore

I am there

Thine thinness of surface bubbles before the burst

I am there

Thine thinnest of atmospheres

Thine skin of apple

Thine pressing ever forward

ever higher

ever thinner

thinnest of thin

pushing the envelope

I am the edge

I am there

Thine surface where cool breeze caresses my face

Thine moment the rising sun breaks the horizon to meet my eye

Thine instant thine salty breath tingles mine nostrils

I am there

the edge

the special zone

where consciousness is life