Edge of Light

[Verse 1]

I see between, I hear the hush, 
Where truths emerge without a rush. 
No proof is needed, yet I know— 
The silent spark begins to glow. 
Ideas bloom from unseen seed, 
Beyond the grasp of time or need. 
I trust the fire that burns unnamed— 
My inner world cannot be tamed. 

[Verse 2]

My words arise from depth, not show— 
A steady stream, precise and slow. 
I speak and silence leans to hear, 
My tone dissolves the crowd’s veneer. 
Each phrase is forged in fire and grace, 
A mirror held to time and place. 
With every sound, my truth takes flight— 

My voice becomes the edge of light. 

[Verse 3]

I build the paths before they’re known, 
In thought’s domain, I cast my stone. 
Each ripple draws the roads I trace, 
A step ahead in every place. 
I plan with sight that pierces time, 
And place each thought like sacred rhyme. 
The game is mine—I see the board. 
My mind commands without a sword. 

[Verse 4]

I feel the tide beneath the tone, 
Each pulse, each pause, I make my own. 
No storm of mood can shake my sea, 
For stillness flows and flows through me. 
I sense the truth in trembling air, 
The pain, the pride, the silent prayer. 
I meet each soul where they begin— 
Their echo heard, my echo kin.