A Poem Inspired by ‘On the Edge’ Giclée

We are all
On the Edge
On the Edge of Change
A transition
Something known turning into something
New
Bodies
Aging
Seasons
Changing
Life unfolding on its own
Rhythm
New partner. Job. Home. Baby
Death.
Each new breath a rebirth
A new start.
Breathe in
To this constant of change
One of the only things we can rely on.
On the Edge
Tell me, where is yours?
I was there yesterday, maybe I can help.
On the Edge of Life
On the Edge of Death
How did you get here?
Let’s take what we’ve learned
Fold it into our next breath
Like Mother folds flour into
Cake batter
Sweet
On the Edge
of Life