Transition Poem: My Way Home

Seh Hui Leong


Chapter 4 — The Awakening

December 2005

Deep asleep…
All this while
I was hushed gently
that it’s time to wake up

Never easy
To open up
My whole being trembling
Knowing everything will change completely

It’s never
An easy journey
Where hope and pain
Intertwined together as one entity

Finally realised
How to live…
That I can’t be
Staying in the dark forever

Slowly approaching
My eyes opening…
This is my awakening
With my eyes watching attentively

Appreciating all experiences that enriches my being…

~ Continuously, to seek, to understand and to appreciate:
It’s an endless pilgrimage
towards the ultimate goal.
Forever… Together…~

- Felix Leong’s In Hues of Blue: From Malaysia with love -

Chapter 5: My Way Home

June 2006

Throughout my journey, I have gained much, I have lost much as well.
Threading the path, I have loved much, I have hated much as well.

Through the time and tide, sometimes I felt lost, yet sometimes I was found
Through the faces and places, sometimes I was blind, yet sometimes I can see

The many things around me,
The many secrets within me,
In one way or the other
Unlocked some of the doors,
Unlocked some of the chains

The many experiences I tasted,
The many discoveries I found,
In some way or the other
Opened my eyes
Unleashed my senses

Vague as it seems
The path I saw now
Was the way “home”
Whatever that is
Which I had been ignorant enough to comprehend

Many pains yet to be endured
Many sadness yet to be encountered
Many challenges yet to be faced
Many things yet to be released…

The journey ahead
Was not as simple as it seems
And yet
It’s the path that I chose

Let my whole being tremble!
Let my whole being be shattered!
Let my doubts be cleared!

Only then,
I will know
That I have reached
To a place of no return…

And that’s only the beginning…

Written by

Seh Hui Leong

Python programmer by trade, interested in a broad range of creative fields: illustrating, game design, writing, choreography and most recently building physical things. Described by a friend as a modern renaissance man.