Playing close to the edge with the flames of uncertainty, we can tease resistance pulling it like elastic. When it snaps you can hear the sound of creation, close your eyes for a moment and see what you can see. It will reach you in spectacular colour and glory. Step back from the edge now knowing you have been there, where light and sound create a picture of something you once thought was not possible. This is not a dream, this is part of a process, this is you moving towards reality.
Poem – On the edge
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