by Isaac Tan Zhuo Tao (22S36)
To safety, to solace,
To a place, its warm embrace.
Made with love, without haste, Free of walls or social castes.
Cage your joy and delight
In rows of tiny squares,
To ward off sleepless nights, to tide you through life's despairs.
Stretch, pose, peace, zen,
Leave behind the whys and whens. Fresh, air, come, again,
Silence soul and silence brain.
For in this solace we are strong, And in this solace we belong.