Consciousness
Sense a sure feel that speaks profound,
Discern a will in these still grounds.
Look beyond form to pulse and sense,
See a firm norm in succinct tense.
Be aware then of sacred feel,
Not where or when but how thoughts heal.
Now marks the point where time meets space,
Here at this joint grace guides each face.
Awake to light that shows the way,
Aware of sight as colours spray.
Conscious of proof in easy poise,
Embrace the truth of joyful voice.
Leon Enriquez
15 May 2015
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2015
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