| John Tiong Chunghoo dusk the sea rushes to me a van gogh Beach sand swirls, reveals broken glittering shells i pray that god would send the grace, to help me pick up the pieces of my life The Sea The sea blown by the winds A million lights glinting under the sun Charting out a course for my mind Each luminous line entering my mind Helping clear my muddled thoughts Lessening the pressure of thinking Slowly, slowly, the hypnotic lines Dance and glint in increasing Intensity towards dusk Affording a mental exercise Better than meditation and jogging I then feel the sea taking up my Thoughts and feelings sending them To yonder lands where there are friends |