Myth
Mist in the night,
Yonder deep dark;
Time of less light,
Hurl of far sparks.
Tell of sad gloom,
Ask to meet hope;
Let faith fill room,
Endow new scope.
Loiter and see,
Explore the way;
Grime hides beauty,
End of old play;
Now comes the end,
Do sculpt new span.
Leon Enriquez
08 September 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
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