Looking at the sparkling shine on the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddha at Kong Meng San Phor Kark See Monastery, located at Bright Hill Road, my heart starts to bow at the arrival of the sunbeam. Certainly, this is a glorious moment. In the benevolent eyes of the grand statue, we come out like a diminutive being asking for forgiveness of our sins. The greatest you think you are, the smallest you seem in front of him.
The sheen on the golden mosaic tiled ridge come into sight merely when one does not deliberately look for it.
At certain angle, it looks like the Pagoda is shore up by the cheerful leaves or could it be it’s sitting on all beings?
Partially eclipsed Moon rising over San Francisco. At this image the reason for the orange color of the Moon is due to the scattering of light by the atmosphere and not by the eclipse. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lady Moon, is all your fault!
You should not have rivers connected to the sky
You should not have let the singer has such good voice
A desirable place we all look forward to
You should not release the wolves in the desert
To chase you to the end of the planet
You should not have unleash the vampires
You should not have gazed at the musicians
Eventually even those hard on hearing are also possessed
The melancholy poet and the mission painter
Portrait Ludwig van Beethoven when composing the Missa Solemnis (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
You should not climb the tree
Dress up looking so demure
You should not have climb up to the bow of the ship
Pretending to flee your township
You should not have appeared on the 15th of the Lunar Month
You let the crowd on earth busy hastening
You should not have people dancing around the fire just for you
You should not have people manufacturing pious products for your worship
You should not let the earth live and let live
Fixing my eyes on you
Till they lost their lives
Until they regained their life
English: Tree silhouette near Witham This tree with the moon behind was alone in a field of stubble. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
月亮,都是你的错!
你不该让河水接上天
你不该让歌手有这么好的嗓子
令人向往你的地方
你不该让沙漠上的狼
一直追你到天涯
你不该连吸血僵尸也不放过
A windmill overlooking a moonlit bay (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Husband was throwing knives on wife’s picture. All were missing the target! Suddenly he received call from her “Hi, what r u doing?” His honest reply, “MISSING U”
Out of many, this is one of the “Black and White” houses on our little red dot. The name “Black and White” depicted the black painted timber windows & doors and the white color painted walls. Currently, there are about 600 colonial houses scattered around our main island. In the past, it was meant for public servants’ lodgings but these days, these houses are on lease for residential, commercial or F&B usage.
The picture revealed House No 30, Bukit Chermin, which is one of the grandest and largest of the four existing bungalows along Bukit Chermin. Just like the rest, the house is preserved by the URA, Conservation Unit.
However, the old Keppel Shipyard is gone at this time, it was relocated to another part of the island. Now the mangrove is left behind listening up to the tide gushing up and telling the old story of reminiscence.
Strolling along the Coastal Walk in noon time, is hard to find a single soul.
A lonely bird ignoring a lonely stranger or a lonely stranger staring back at a ignoring bird.
Walking towards the left of the Park, the scene of an inviting island over the other side of the sea greets you with open arm. This is the western side of Sentosa Island, Ford Siloso is lush by the den and greenish forest.
There is an machine gun post built during the British colonial era and is meant to protect the coastal shore. Thus, any attempt to assail the main island will acquire a heavy cost.
There is also a restoration of Dragon’s Teeth Gate. According to the provided introduction, Dragon’s Teeth Gate was famously known as “Batu Berlayer” or “Sailing Rocks” among the local Malays.
In 1349, A Chinese Historian Wang Da Yuan described in his article, “the straits between the two hills, Temasek (old name of Singapore) looks like Dragon’s Teeth, this is how the name was derived.
In 1405, the great Navigator, Zhen Hē sail passed Temasek using his navigation chart with Dragon’s Teeth Gate as one of the landmark.
In 1819, the first resident of Singapore, William Farquhar found a deep harbour at the site and named it Keppel Harbour. Subsequently, the British blew up Dragon’s Teeth Gate to widen Keppel Harbour. Fortunately, this historical scene was saved by an artist name J T Thomas with his brush of paint.
As you saunter along the curve boundary of the Park, you catch a good glimpse of The Reflections Apartments and the delighted Star Cruise Virgo waving and welcoming you on board.
Brew a pot of tea with three Friends – Fragrance, Optimistic and Clarity. Looking at each other speechless beats a thousand words.
My friend is FRAGRANCE, she came up with a surge of faint fragrance and gently caressed my nose, clearing my nose, and finally hook up with my mouth leaving my lips upturn and marks at the curve.
Your OPTIMISTIC persona makes me more certain that happiness is inevitable being your friend. Your gentle body has the ability to bring one to another realm. There is no doubt I am affected by your pure and optimistic nature.
Staring at each other, distinguish the precision between us. Both our CLARITY reflections mirrored on our pupils. The longer we stare, the more apparent the lucidity. Till the tea sediment descended thus laid the meaning of Friends.
On the path to tea appreciation, I met my three Friends, they are on the FOC and yet they lead me to the course to good health, what can be more superior?
My Friend, there is a nation who feels proud of you. Your unyielding nature makes you look even emaciated. But lanky is not your name. You are not afraid of the cold winter, but you are the first to bloom in spring. The first gentlemen standing on the land dancing fearlessly with spring and a smiling gentleman, I called.
Chrysanthemum
My Friend, you do not mind lying next to the grave, and you do not mind associating with strangers soaking up in holy bath. But you mind only if fall brings you the beauty of grief or sorrows. With your haughty attitude in autumn, I do not ask for much. As maple leaves died out all over the floor just for your tender face.
Orchids, Bamboo and Rock, before 1740, by Zheng Xie (1693—1765). Hanging scroll, ink on paper. The Palace Museum, Beijing. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Bamboo
My Friend, your elegant, free and easy attitude whirling in the wind, bring a pause to my reminiscent for others. But you are so modest, you do not forbid birds and landscape rivals with you on a manuscript and you give way to a painter’s inspiration.
A shot of an (Cymbidium – cultivar) orchid (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Orchid
My Friend, you are infamous. You uphold the title of a National Flower and people sing so well of your elegant glory. What else do you lack of? Your distinctiveness, wholesome and noble sentiments put you high up to the zenith. Infact, with your independent personality, praises are to you only a title, but a pursuit in the eyes of others.