Here by the way
I met today
A bright young sage
Smart beyond age

He spoke of things
Beyond mere think
In random fling
Such a broad brink

I asked him why
He said words brief
In ample sighs
A hint of grief?

And this I know
In a deep tell
That certain glow
That young sage dwells

Words can fling change
If you but see
That deeper range
A glimpse set free

Yes there is time
To truly see
Such hidden chimes
That now can be

I walked away
Knowing that proof
In hidden play
Love fashions truth

Leon Enriquez
16 July 2017

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