On The Edge of Forever

There is just cause to be afraid;
the time one takes to reconcile
incoming stimuli with all the
churning care within,
the nagging drive that will not die--
despite the looming dark that races
closer, hurling yesterday into
tomorrow.

 

It is at that point that fear exists;
the edge is razor sharp, balance
the goal that dips and whirls before us
like a drunken dervish
calling its hypnotic plea before the world.
It is a halt.  It will not come

.

And that is what emerges as divine--
dichotomy is ours, and all we know.
Kingdoms have engaged it, fallen,
yet the edge has proven rich
and always open--past and future
all our strength and every opportunity
to be our own; do you see it,
shining there beyond our touch?

 

Come. 
The board is set for each of us.
The fare is glistening, the ambiance
a music worthy of angelic tears.
If there could be a paradise beyond,
then death could look it in the face--and laugh,
for there could be no ending.
(Lord! In all my stumbling, groping questioning,
have I discovered now?)
       ~

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

You write with a brush, and I especially enjoy your philosophical stance, this poem leads me into pensive contemplations, much appreciated.

[Dean]

Thanks. The latter thought in your writing is what I aim for.

[Robin Thomas]

Ahhh to discover 'now '-- what a gift. The fleeting moments we over look-- more precious than gold. Very thought provoking poem. I like it very much.

[Dean]

this piece has gotten more attention than I expected. Thank you for yours, and I'm off to have a look at your work.

[Pete Langley]

An amazing soliloquy, Dean. Yes, we are the individual components of a composite.....and equally important in it`s continuance, so that now is the most rewarding and fulfilling of time, the less we have of it. The more we suffer regret for wasting it and hanker after more of it, the more we miss of now. This is superb poetry. P.

[Dean]

When I saw your name in my inbox, I immediately thought of convolution, of which you once accused me...and justifiably so! Perhaps it is best that I remember it, even in light of your subsequent rather frequent praise, but you are always kind. I think I am still guilty of it, but certainly very grateful to you for your insight and sharing. I always value your reactions.

[J. J. Nightingale]

I've always thought knowing we are going to die
Kinda takes the fun out of it all..
And just rewards .. humm.. not counting on them
I see today and breathe in now ..
A fancy wrapped and brightly ribboned gift
And as a child, I can't wait till tomorrow
To open up.. and live ..

Que sera sera .... Jazz :)....................

[Dean]

M6y thought is that the material is only part of our existence. We are bigger than that. Don't wait for the rewards, Our existence, not confined to the here and now, is much the most importance, More I see that death is only a process. You have the right idea.

[J. J. Nightingale]

:)............................

[Dean]

I think it comes naturally to you...grasping the essence

[J. J. Nightingale]

Not sure about that .. maybe ..:) ..

[Tom]

Mother nature's grander scheme is a conundrum that mankind has grappled with for millennia and will likely do so for many more, as the future becomes the present and the present becomes the past!

May I refer you to a poem of mine on this site Dean called 'Who am I'; it has some relevant answers through my own perspective on the questions your philosophical poem raises?

[Dean]

Thanks. I see what you mean.

[emmajoy]

What we have is destiny, fate.. whatever we consider our so.called just rewards. We can gaze and gather, try to understand, accept, refuse. We can sit back and merely wait, ignorant or patient, which way one's character walks the mind. Seems you talk of each human being's choice to live to the full and die happy, or to walk without in the shadows and pretend life's endless. Maybe, perhaps? I'm so often wrong about your writing. No, that's not so - I'm usually wrong.

[Dean]

Emma, correction! If it moves you, you are right! And, you are a perceptive, beautiful poet. It is so good to be back in touch with you, and I'm sorry I have not visited your page lately. I have not been so active, but I am sure you are. You have made me want to take a peek.

[Sami Khalil]

Humans question things urgently at the edge or verge of things like death or the fall of empires...A thought provoking write...:)

[Dean]

thank you, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

Welcome , sir...:)

[Chris]

A glimpse into the morning sun... as it sets... chuckling softly here.

[Dean]

this from the man who can chuckle, and by it indicate the kind seriousness with which he reads.
read morethis from the man who can chuckle, and by it indicate the kind seriousness with which he reads.
You are indispensable, Chris!

[Ed Hart]

i'm thinking the ego can't get into now, and the heart cannot get out...the ego has questions and 'answers', the heart is filled with sorrow

[Dean]

Interesting thoughts, Ed. A bonus for me, when my writing produces thinking.