The Clean Edge of Change - Carrie Newcomer

First there is the folding in

To gather light and dark to you

The journey down so far that it

Has nowhere else to go but through

I thought if I tried hard enough

With endless motion like a bribe

As if by this the will of God

Could be bent to my version of right

What happens next is nearly weightless

The opening where we stand breathless

On the clean edge of change

She cannot live beneath my wings

No more with he see seventy

How many mornings did I wake

And wished that it be you I'd see

What happens next is nearly weightless

The opening where we stand breathless

On the clean edge of change

And who am I who makes this sound

Who rode the shadow all the way down

To the clean edge of change

In the clear space of knowing that there's

As many names for dark as for light

I am choosing mostly now to speak

The ones that get me through the night

But always with humility

With a worn out but a grateful heart

Having sang so recently

Full-throated In the dark

What happens next is nearly weightless

The opening where we stand breathless

On the clean edge of change

First there is the folding in

To gather light and dark to you

The journey down so far that it

Has nowhere else to go but through