Wayfarer's Prayer

Here, as I start, cause feels empty; Seek peace of heart to tread softly... With simple rhymes, hear my story; Lines said in time, a tale of me: I asked for joy to see the light; Yet pain employs my sense of sight. I asked for smiles to live with joy; Yet hard work piles what life deploys. I asked for ease to gladly live; Yet tears don't cease until I give. I asked for words to touch and heal; Yet pain is heard in heart and will. I asked for signs to show the way; Yet strain aligns both night and day. I asked for truth to set me free; Yet see no proof to be happy. I asked for fear to go away; Yet I bleed tears in hollow days. I asked for grace to comfort me; Yet I frame space to tend kindly. I stop asking for now I see: Stillness voicing grand harmony! Here at the end, I start again: A still voice trends though not in vain! To end, just start -- to start, just end... Life sparks bold art, love paints all trends. Leon Enriquez 01 Mar 2014 Singapore