john tiong chunghoo Poems

he leaves his soul
with god and thinks
it should be that way
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To come alive again
and if reincarnation
also rings true,
what terrible confusion
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a great sea one can be perpetually lost in
or find oneself moored at its coast
and picking up all the shapely shells - that's the mind
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the globe sits
on the table

full of countries
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when teaching of peace
in religion is overtaken
by narrow minded bigotry
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when you meet a spirit
please do not mention the word death
for it is a taboo, a sad reminder of god's curse
a tribulant time in the heavens
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in the eyes of the swallows
the sky winds its way into
a mysterious golden
- cool luminous opening
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it can blind the world
when it spreads its wings
and cover the sky
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Peeking through
a thousand years of love
Virgin of Kyiv
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when i was a child
the world was
full of poetry
played to me
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