Moon twinkles diminishing path to my toes
Infinity reaching under and over
Firm ground solid as stone is shifting
Revolution, tide swaying, trembling, lifting
Walk on water, wind is breath
Comfort in vast reach and depth
Footsteps sure, the stuff of dreams
Beneath my feet the masses teem
Moment by moment Your hand I hold
Scent of life and faith unfolds
A walk on the edge of the world without end
Our precipice dance atop the earth's bend
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