On This Mountain

Here now I stand and see Watch how Time comes to be On this mountain See far Know for certain On par Note thus For the first time Rich dust Such empty rhymes On harsh terrain Brief urge Feel odd refrains ***** surge World spins Beyond mere flesh Thoughts thin Gone in a flash Glimpse of unease Flood here Seeking lost peace In cheer We grope Lost in quaint grief We cope Bear moments brief Sense time and space Now sap Without a trace No map Seize sense Astound mad theme Trap tense Fall into dream Madness floods all Fall fast Taste bitter gall Flood cast Dead fate Dust burnt-out flame Too late Rush to end game We go, we come Void voice Nothing now sums New noise Leon Enriquez 03 May 2017 Singapore