Wind Blown
More feels unknown
Where touch disowns
The seed unsown
The wind whispers
In cold echoes
Upon the way
The quest answers
In sheer surprise
As frolic plays
The guile undone
Tells of insight
Where reason stray
The poise reveals
A kind heart here
That dwells unseen
The cause invokes
A touch certain
Yet still unknown
The wit assumes
A deep delight
That waits within
The times provoke
A style without
That shouts discrete
The wind blown trace
Now floods this space
With hidden face
Leon Enriquez
29 August 2019
Singapore
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