The Dreamer

I need to dream big this year. For one thing, I have put myself on a big mission. Come October this year I will hold my second solo art exhibition in Kuching. And every day since months ago, I have been dreaming big things for the exhibition. To keep my life focussed on it I have re-touched an old poem I drafted in 1984 but which I have never published elsewhere. Today I decide to publish it in this blog. This is the wonder of the internet and google's blogger. I need not go to any printer, like I used to do a long, long time ago.

The Dreamer

In the stillness of night
stirring my mind remote sleep
the drum roll of mysterious thoughts
have risen
from the endless reservoir
of the ocean deep

The night floods have crept
the valley floors and crevices
have filled my wandering trails
every secret corners and hidings
that my consciousness has awaited
in loving ambush.

Wake now to the flood's tidings
for it shall leave with the strike of day
fortify your thoughts and let none astray
direct and channel her captive spirit
and let it enter your receptive vision
to breathe her living spirit
for tomorrow your heart will rejoice
her fertile influence
by the light of day.


MOOD
1 January,2009.
Bintulu.