Peter Dr Lim

Born in then Malaya, now residing in Australia
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The wood at night (with apology to Robert Frost)

The night is full of frost
and all around is stark silence
but I've a mission to keep
I can't stop- and am unafraid of loss

the wood is invisible and deep
my footsteps are uncertain
I'll not surrender my courage
my promise shall not be broken-

bitter winds they smite my face
I feel the sore in my eyes
it's as though I were in a foreign land
every moment does agonise-

I can't walk back despite all
unfulfilled would be my task-
the night darkens in thicker frost
I hold fearlessly to my faith and trust
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