The Watcher

The watcher sees the two sides clash, A certain feel of conscious thought, Yet sets things free in either dash; No need to will or order plot. When all is still, and two sides rest, Watcher feels truth in simple terms, Watch conscious fill attend the quest; Stillness hurls proof to speed the germ. The watcher knows what outcomes bring, Allows the surge of variant streams, Yet sees the show in causal fling; No need to merge in either dream. When silence comes to lift the dance, Watcher knows when to swirl and twirl, Watch grace now sum beyond mere chance; Stillness ascends to heal the world. The watcher sights the path and quest, A precious now frames the sure road, Yet both sides fight with primal fest; No need somehow to judge or load. When joy and play ignite fond cheer, Watcher finds way through ecstasy, Watch middle way inspire most clear; Stillness funds stay with harmony. The watcher sees beyond two sides, A special glow when judgement ends, Yet soul sets free beyond the tides; The watcher knows what ego trends. When faith and hope find love on earth, Watcher sees tact in wondrous whole, Watch joy flood scope in grand re-birth; Stillness primes fact in heart and soul. Leon Enriquez 27 February 2015 Singapore