Era

Hurl of tumult in times once known; Now cheer exults in passage flown. Swirl of harsh times in message here; Reason flings chimes to cast out fear. Twirl of odd trace in scenes and space; Touch of kind grace rains to fit face. Spring in season now seeps passion; Love sets reason in bold action. Touch of wild swirls as good earth twirls; Pace of new world as spring styles hurl. Each era knows that unknown field; Each styles a show with faith that yields. There lies a kind primordial breeze; Each man must find joy in unease. Just for a while, be brave and true; Pique with a smile as vision cues. A great unknown calls with calm hints; Let seed be sown in quest that tints. Old worlds now die and are reborn; New worlds can ply with debris torn. Coming at birth, going at death; Fit ample mirth yet feel bereft. A secret lives within the whole; This era gives to splurge new soul. Leon Enriquez 03 January 2015 Singapore