Under a moonless night,
I walked down the lane of life,
Wandering aimlessly through
The darkness of the night.

Looking back, I could only find
The reminiscence of footsteps
I left behind.
Looking ahead, I could only grope
My way in the darkness of night.

How I longed
For light to come within my sight.
How I wished
For just a glimmer of light from the pitiless night.
But the darkness wasn't broken.
And the night never woken.

Alas, I walked,
Perhaps, till the end of time
And till the end of life
In search of that elusive
Light that will shine my
lane of life.

Leo Kee Chye

Sunday, August 3, 2003