Circle and Cycles

Stillness feels deep here in these halls; Silent vistas offer relief; Death brings sure sleep at curtain call; Cold agendas in grief's sad brief. Long passageways and rows and rows; Lonely sailings to unknown shores; The dead don't say what yonder grows; We the living wish we knew more. Our visit here to greet the dead, To pray for souls to rest in peace; Let kinship steer fate's sure parade; We feel the hold, the dead at ease. Each niche a tale of life now flown; Each face once walked this earthly plain; Now silence trails lost bygone moans; Now stillness talks where no voice gains. Memorial day for our lost kin; A prayer fond, a mindset still; Whispers now stay for peace within; Stroll by this lawn, mourning hearts feel. With soul and heart, talk to the dead; We know they hear our inner voice; Life circle parts beyond all dread; Cycles endear sound grace and poise. Brief tablets speak where words now fail; Deeply attuned with wise intent, Each mounts a peak beyond the veil: Feel hint and tune frame lost content. As shadows fall in the last light, We take a stroll here first and last; Live sweet and gall with new-found sight; Life's on a roll in feast or fast. The dead remind that life goes on; The grim reaper awaits each soul; Discern the find here and beyond; Soon each sleeper will circle whole. Sunlight now fails, winds of change blow; Horizons pale, lost of sure breath; Death's icy gale fills each hollow; And thus soul sails to greet kind death! Here by this route where hallways meet, All thoughts and deeds return to rest; Death is time-out for two-way street; Each cycle seeds soul journey quest. We take our time to simply dwell, Observe and know time here is brief; Heed love's fond chimes to live life well; Then candle blows with joy not grief. Now once again, we carry on To weather all, to live our best With poise laid plain, feel once upon A time that call to feel love's quest. Our prayers laid, our kinship made, We take our leave in heartfelt calm; Feel love repaid in succinct trade; Forsake this grief with cheery psalm. Leon Enriquez 28 Mar 2014 Singapore (Dedication: For my late mother on her birthday anniversary, born 28 March 1927.)