The Wind
By Denis Toh (Date: 2nd June 2005, Time: 2.05pm)
This is the end of me.
The wind, crying and lamenting,
Devastates my well-being
Not my strength and heart only
But all my mind and spirit together
With the whole ceaseless distance
Like the hulls of seafaring ships
Riding at anchor in a bay.
This is the end of me.
The wind shudders me,
Not out of tomfoolery and mischief
Also not in aimless fury,
But to find for you
Out of its angst
The words of a lullaby
Reconcile serenely with you.
Copyright Protected @ 2005 Denis Toh
