Fate
By the old gate
I wait on fate
Now not too late
To flesh a date
Words in odd rhymes
Come forth in time
As echoes chime
Through mortal mimes
Work feels so light
When mortal sight
Seeks a grand flight
In spheres most bright
The blind now see
What love sets free
In what will be
Noise in full spree
By night and day
The middle way
Comes as you play
The games that stay
Leon Enriquez
23 August 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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