Continuum
Blooms in sure dance
Rise to greet dawn;
Ideas fling chance,
Etchings of morn;
Focus of breeze.
Cool feelings blend;
One windy squeeze
Now primes intent;
Touch of wild hint,
Inspires a tone;
Niche in fine mint,
Urge swirls and hones;
Urgent this take:
Mind seeks to make.
Leon Enriquez
02 November 2014
Singapore
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