Our Journey

(Dedication: For Ann with Love.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ann of my days, Days that fan cheer, Cheer weaves each play, Play that lives here. Style wears a smile, Smile that funds cheer, Cheer lives each mile, Mile where love piles. Grace wears a face, Face of fond light, Light shines a trace, Trace of fine sight. Love shows just how, How lovely sees, Sees truth right now, Now that must be. Here in these grounds, Grounds of time past, Past that goes round, Round and round fast. There in those trace, Trace now and here, Here in this space, Space beyond fear. Swift and sure days, Days and nights spread, Spread with light rays, Rays that purge dread. Quest in full bloom, Bloom in sweet chimes, Chimes that fill room, Room in sure mime. Words loiter here, Here with good grace, Grace leaps to cheer, Cheer fronts this space. Waltz to the tune, Tune in to bliss, Bliss in sand dunes, Dunes in a gist. Rhymes in good time, Time that distills, Distills fond chimes, Chimes that reveal. Line after line, The music floats, Floats to define, Define this boat. Start ushers end, End frames the start, Start to prime trend, Trend with sure heart. Leon of my nights, Nights that flood poise; Poise in the light, Light that springs voice. Leon Enriquez 10 October 2014 Singapore