Ensconced in chirps, in tranquility and in the verdant fiefdom.
The coy rays flirting with the leaves of tropics, anticipating frolic and fun.
The wet land, below, tossing in the caress of the sun.
And then, basking in the morning beam, I did behold,
A house of love, an abode of labour and, a pattern of stories untold.
There it stood, in vigour and in boast, and in a musical oeuvre,
A zephyr tickling and a playful sun stroking this magical gossamer.
I could not resist penning this poem. I did saunter through Bukit Timah Nature Reserve and found this intricate beauty. Fortunately, the light conditions were perfect and I could capture...
1 comment:
The house, indeed, tells tales galore
Of a strength of conviction untorn.
Of an intelligence yet to be measured
Of a group dynamics yet underrated.
It takes a unique young man to walk a different path
To stand in light and the knowledge of love bask.
Thank you for sharing the understanding
For reflecting love so undemanding.
:)
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