Still Point

I walk the razor's edge
always searching for my balance
for to fail
would mean insanity
and the oblivion
of all I know myself to be

suspended now
across the chasm between you and I
the past too far behind
the future oh, so far ahead

every moment
for the still point
at the center
of all time

? Michaelette ?

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