Laughter

How swift the years have come and gone; Aware of change, we now awake; Sense far and near the range that dawns; Things feel so strange yet it's not fake. Too soon our days loiter and dash; A sudden flood of empty dust; Even fond play must end and crash; Note surge of blood in ebbing lust. Soon all must end in earthly grave; From dust to dust our weary toil; Abrupt this trend of blends we brave; Death is a trust that ever spoils. Look to each dawn to live with zest; There is no place better than home; Live glorious morn aware of quest; Do fill your space with joys that roam. Our transit here is surely brief; Do all you can to fully live; Sorrow greets cheer with heavy grief; Dreams you attend, fall as you give. Our moments then are filled with stuff; A candle flame that burns briefly; A fading trend not quite enough; Forgotten name soon completely. We come, we go and come again; See the great law that binds our days; So sense a glow beyond all pain; Love wears no flaw in profound play. Our brief summer on earthly plains, Each to his own as discord spins; Dear newcomer live no complaints; Let seed be sown to harvest wins. Leon Enriquez 09 June 2014 Singapore