We See the Edges

We see the edges
We hear the edges
We feel the edges
We know the edges
We name the edges
We make the edges

Without our boundaries, the edges don't exist
When there are no edges, disorder does persist
With light, dark and shadows, we see the shapes of things
With pitch, tone and harmony, our words begin to sing

We decide reality which we define with thoughts
We create the boundaries a net which Form is caught
Our senses need edges or perceiving is for naught
Our feelings need borders or emotions overwrought

To perceive of our world
We form boundaries between things
To perceive of our thoughts
We decide what knowledge brings
We just use the edges
As descriptions of our world
Our minds fill in the gaps
So the patterns are preserved

We see the edges
We hear the edges
We feel the edges
We know the edges
We name the edges
We make the edges

We decide reality which we define with thoughts
We create the boundaries a net which Form is caught
We make definitions, so reality is locked
We define the rules and everyone is taught

Without our boundaries, the edges don't exist
When there are no edges, disorder does persist
With rules, laws and order, we know what's your and mine
With hour, minutes, seconds, we know the flow of time

The edge of life
What's on the other side
Beyond that edge
The Secret Unknown lies
The edge of time
Retreating from the past
Nameless future
Its borders yet uncast

To perceive of our world
We form boundaries between things
To perceive of our thoughts
We decide what knowledge brings
We just use the edges
As descriptions of our world
Our minds fill in the gaps
So the patterns are preserved

We see the edges
We hear the edges
We feel the edges
We know the edges
We name the edges
We make the edges