On the Ledge beyond the Edge

Wind and wave Zephyrs deny Her sleep
Howling and clawing at her ledge beyond the edge
And all her friends who went before
Howling like Banshees in the storm
Calling her to join them
And ride the white waves and roaring winds
Far from mans insanity to man
Across the ocean of time
To a place of Peace
On the ledge beyond the edge.

I'll be waiting there with those who went before
Like a vapour trail
Or a thought you dreamt your own.
For time is killing me
And I am killing time

My Soul cries out for Peace
And the Heart of one who went ahead
And sleepless here I lie
In the land of the waken dead
Poetry my solace
And the writhing winds my bed.