Just See
Echoes of voices strange
Unhinge the surge of change
In the churn of crisp range
Here the dark finds due light
Hurling a deeper sight
In fond caress most bright
Yes I learn to just see
What rapture thrills to be
To tickle true fancy
Silence and stillness sip
In movement that now grips
A journey journal trip
Watch how pure ecstasy
Can include tragedy
To sparkle comedy
Gratitude tells simply
Of poignant memory
As blessings now flood me
Leon Enriquez
18 March 2019
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2019
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