Our edges keep us living,
Within a box of fear.
Those uncomfortable boundaries,
We perceive as real.
Playing with our edges,
Moving in, moving out.
Breathing a little deeper,
Disentangling the doubt.
As the edges dissolve,
The box begins to fade.
Till we realize the box,
Is only what we made.
As the box of doubt dissolves,
Revealing a clearer view.
To realize the freedom,
That is alive inside of you.