verge.

Funny
because the verge of being done and being one
is or are the places all things can real become
people have real small idea, little known about this place
one where we can all join in, separate yet be our own in space
The things we get disjointed, and so upset about, in the light
of this true meaning ..  everything mainly Filters out.  
I know I live in a world, where few care about this thing.
Which always pointed me to a choice, how much to accept
or sing. When we know to sing is all most best, many stay
Quiet and end up like a rest. Known the planet is on some small
verge. Which means that everyone just must be heard. Because iF
we shudder, and if we stumble, we'll just be sitting in fields and
puddles, only to Mumble.

now