Dear Sage

Glimpse sans words
Sense poise heard


Moon beams stream
Quest meets dream


Moon glow bright
Taste fond sights


By this lake
Purge thoughts fake


Feel cold breeze 
Surge odd sneeze


Warm tea sip
Map mind trip


Heart feels flow
Pulse now shows


Moon drowns fast
In cold blast


Clouds of mist
Frame dark gist


Night flings hymn
Like stray nymphs


Speak dear sage
On late page 




Leon Enriquez
04 March 2019
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Michael Avatar
March 5, 2019 at 4:46 AM
Nice work...Well done...
Enriquez Avatar
March 5, 2019 at 7:59 AM
Dear Arturo: Thank you my Friend for your kind words. All the best then, Leon.
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