Porcelain Vase
Fine porcelain vase:
Lines of sure grace;
Curves that encase
A swirling face.
Love birds on tree
Spreading a calm;
Textures that free
A soothing balm.
Charm wears a face
That silence knows;
Chinese verse trace
A profound glow.
Shape of a gourd
In man-made craft;
Empty space wrought
In fiery draft.
Pure white as snow,
Etchings now talk;
Watch porcelain show
Nature that stalks.
Stillness can form
Voice in silence;
No wordy norm
Can fling brilliance.
See beyond sound
The lovely art;
Cheer holds the grounds,
Content seeds start.
Leon Enriquez
07 January 2015
Singapore
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