The Edge        


I prefer the edges

That’s where the action is

Transition zones for living things

Where the change begins


The high-end fringe

Of the bell curve slope

Is where the rare things are

People, places, points of view

The edge of the old bell jar


Ideas that have merit, but

Require a leap of faith

New thoughts, new ways to look at things

Are born within this space


Places where things overlap

Multiple points of view

Peer into the thickets, but

Look to the big woods, too


I have a secret smile inside

I know this game so well

The edge is where the action is

It’s where you ring that bell.