Ample
The morning sun shines brightly on wet paint,
Watch how the light glows radiant on the verge;
Squirrels zigzag fine with curious restraint,
Wonder fills my sight as quotients emerge.
A certain poise moves the touch of joy here,
Fragrant flowers bloom like mystic magic;
Bird song patterns groove to lift happy spheres,
Views from my warm room reap joy magnetic.
Thoughts mingle new fate with the clear sizzle,
Stray moments can thrill as dazzling light shows;
No portal or gate to curb flash drizzle,
The cool breezy feel syncs an inner glow.
By walkways of gold ancient echoes speak,
Stillness now unfolds a bold dash that peaks.
Leon Enriquez
09 April 2017
Singapore
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