Requiem to requiem

Life’s all an eternal wake

Lazarus rose – but one take

I’ve died far too many times

’Tween one miracle till next;

I’m not wishful, no pretext

Bar heart stopping surprises

Till reality seeps in

Defibrillates, entices

To live again, unexplained

For life’s never ‘meant to be’

’Cos there’s always more to being.

Cheung-Ling Wong

I, the last bud be borne

After ye passing storms

For I follow no norm

That sweeps the paths so clean

Of wide and ambled ease

That none is left for glean

For I have travailed Hope

With faith so perilled steep

Coming last, never least

My tears did pensive peep

Up on heavenly peaks,

The laggard’s last to speak.

Cheung-Ling Wong

When hot and cold

Embrace in warmth

Our weather clears;

The air – sublime

When Man embraces

Harmony

The road is clear;

Journey’s divine

When none embrace

Impunity

Souls may reach

Their felicity.

Cheung-Ling Wong