Pathways

A voice calls me
To feel and write
To let things be
As words now cite


Song for the wind
To blow and send
To realms unseen
To distant lands


In easy lines
A prompting urge
Brings thought made fine
In feel and surge


Insight can flash
Some message here
In plain old flesh
To forge some cheer


Rhymes come on cue
In strains laid plain
That cast what's due
To word new gains


All in due time
Feelings fling form
Unleash new rhymes
Unfurl clear norms


Plain metaphors
Converge to be
An urgent store
That love sets free


I do not need
To work so hard
Nor force new seed
To free the bard


Flow comes to me
As I see fit
Let echoes be
To move sure wit


There is a place
Beyond this world
Where time and space
In stillness swirl


God waits for us
To clearly know
To assuage thirst
To feel life's flow



Leon Enriquez
15 Feb 2014
Singapore

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