Laughter
How swift the years have come and gone;
Aware of change, we now awake;
Sense far and near the range that dawns;
Things feel so strange yet it's not fake.
Too soon our days loiter and dash;
A sudden flood of empty dust;
Even fond play must end and crash;
Note surge of blood in ebbing lust.
Soon all must end in earthly grave;
From dust to dust our weary toil;
Abrupt this trend of blends we brave;
Death is a trust that ever spoils.
Look to each dawn to live with zest;
There is no place better than home;
Live glorious morn aware of quest;
Do fill your space with joys that roam.
Our transit here is surely brief;
Do all you can to fully live;
Sorrow greets cheer with heavy grief;
Dreams you attend, fall as you give.
Our moments then are filled with stuff;
A candle flame that burns briefly;
A fading trend not quite enough;
Forgotten name soon completely.
We come, we go and come again;
See the great law that binds our days;
So sense a glow beyond all pain;
Love wears no flaw in profound play.
Our brief summer on earthly plains,
Each to his own as discord spins;
Dear newcomer live no complaints;
Let seed be sown to harvest wins.
Leon Enriquez
09 June 2014
Singapore
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