Ode To Quest

Reason and rhyme Play with sure time As space allows The fleeting grouse. Seasons and chimes Ply with fond rhymes As grace reveals The thrills of feel. Passion and surge Seed the sure urge As purpose flings The voice I sing. Action knows urge To splurge fine purge As voices mint Beauty and tint. Truth knows beauty In ecstasy As pleasure mounts In life's sweet fount. Beauty bears proof To that sure truth As seasons change With reasons strange. Be beyond grief For life is brief And all things die When highs turn nigh. Dark is the night When death slays light To fashion then A brand new plan. Light cannot die With death's sure cry For all that comes Become the sum. Be not afraid Of certain dread For time must end Beyond this scan. Dust comes from dust For all things rust To set soul free As meant to be. Leon Enriquez 31 July 2014 Singapore