Fields
Sleepy thoughts loiter,
Dreamy images disappear...
Sun stabs sudden focus.
Subconscious thoughts come
Abrupt as light streams,
No time to think.
Senses aware one by one:
Like octopus tentacles
Twisting and curling to touch.
Edgy promontory here:
Eyes scan the cityscape fringes,
Twenty-storey window view
Far below the tiny people,
Busy with busyness,
Little rushing marionettes.
If they could see this puppet
Rising with drowsy countenance,
A curly smile will attend amusement.
Anyhow my simple heart
Prays a blessing for each stranger
Plunging into life's misdemeanours.
Awake and aware once again,
This new day beckons impatiently,
Sunbeams pave the way.
With humble thanksgiving,
Look forward to a blur quest,
Explore forthcoming murmurings.
Mind comes to know a field
Beyond the tragic wrong
And the dramatic right.
A certain field where play presides,
Where all can meet fond ecstasy
With rapture and delight.
Here fear and guilt and regret
Are purged from conscious thought,
Here feelings find sure innocence.
Once more, a wholeness comes
To bind each part as one:
Thus, each soul feels unique yet reconciled.
Yes, discovery greets mystery,
If you learn to discern
The perfect symmetry of life.
Even the inanimate life
In rocks and stones and hills
Salute the sacred gospel divine.
Look beyond the chaos
To sure goodness of wise nature,
See the face of God who lives and loves.
There is a certain harmony
Beyond science and religion:
The cosmos live in grace and beauty.
Leon Enriquez
15 September 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
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