New Age
Old times once new have slipped away,
New age renews the present play.
The winds of change have brought us here,
Pulse once so strange in new found cheer.
Style in due season that hurl of choice,
Smile in sweet season the craft of poise.
Joy speaks profound in simple flair,
Calm voice can ground life's change affair.
No need to stare or fight swift change,
Go beyond care to greet things strange.
Finesse knows well what puzzles most,
Grandeur now dwells with dazzle's host.
Vain seems to gain a sparkle bright,
Plain hurt brings pain in loss of sight.
Journey then friend to meet the end,
Around the bend of fading trends.
Leon Enriquez
26 January 2016
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2016
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