Lee Tzu Pheng (b. 1946)
How right the poet was who called
man a brittle, crazie glasse,
unable to convey God's word,
but also, that with grace at last,
cracks may delineate fine forms;
though stained, he can reflect his God.
Poetry alone cannot reveal
the aptness of the analogue,
but coming here to see and feel
the Master's spirit in their work,
these jewelled windows of the air
make the poet's meaning clear.
Our words and pictures need the light
to capture what's beyond mere sight.
by Lee Tzu Pheng
from Lambada by Galilee & Other Surprises (1997)