Amuse My Muse
This world makes sense in vivid tense
When matters dense purge all pretense.
This earthly plain lives not in vain
For I see plain the waves of pain.
This timeless space where I feel grace
Touching my face with healing trace.
This karmic world serves but to swirl
What lessons twirl in a sure curl.
This is the way through night and day
Where cause can play what effect sways.
This harmony in all I see
Despite harsh sea of misery.
This is the peace that funds increase
In joy and ease where love writes lease.
This sanctuary within my soul
Seeds ecstasy of a sure whole.
This is grand use where truth lights fuse:
Amuse my muse where thoughts confuse.
Leon Enriquez
21 January 2015
Singapore
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