Margaret Hui Lian Lim |
Today we heard the sad news that Cha contibutor Margaret Lim had passed away. Our thoughts and best wishes are with her family. We know Margaret through her writings, which will continue to inspire us.
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Margaret Hui Lian Lim |
Today we heard the sad news that Cha contibutor Margaret Lim had passed away. Our thoughts and best wishes are with her family. We know Margaret through her writings, which will continue to inspire us.
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She herself has said it best,
ReplyDeleteMargaret Hui Lian Lim,
Right here on Cha
"What Do Children Want?"
http://bit.ly/ja35uE
Please read her words
I add my own poem
As tribute to her
For what she has given us
With her writing
Enriches us all
I dedicate
This "Dark Monument"
To Margaret Hui Lian Lim:
And is eternity's time not enough
Endless years of witches tears
Shuttered in conformity
Giving Caesar his due
And failing at failure
Though beginning again anew
Is this a different kind of failure
With the only lessons learned
Being the uncertainty of words
To convey the meanings of Sun and Moon
In which ever way we are led
Are you disposed to follow
To Venture forth blindly
To the ends of Hades
Where the yellow fog's musings
Find black squalor's vision
A requiem of ghostly figures
That marches in tune to evil eyes
Yes eyes of evil live here too
In this imprecision of fleeing leaves
Leaving feelings broken in their wake
Falling on shattered halls and bloody hills
Who will carry them now
By what strength and conformity
Will they be subdued
And will they then be cast
Back home into the fiery pits
Denied entry to the hallowed ways
Out sourced to hell's obscurity
These are our teachers too
These lost devils and damned souls
Our children know them as well
With that secret knowledge they own
Their love of the moonless dark
Their wild rides that challenge death
They seek not our protection
And long for those forbidden places
Where their dark rituals are learned
That they may break the cords
That bind them roughly
For having nothing of their own
They seek new ways to live
yamabuki