Upon this shore I stood , an island I delighted to set foot. Here the sky , so bright and the flowers bloom and the sun shone hot . Live here the people glee ; ever so simple and free ; People , who loves the trees and flowers and roam everywhere free. There's no electricity, no telephone bills , no TV or computers to confuse them all . They live simply , from hand to mouth ; sharks fin soup never crosses their mouths . Plain stream water they take delight in. But there's treasures here ; treasures ,we found in countless amount ; There's small wild flowers among the bushes ; sea shells in pretty shapes and colours ; friendly people everywhere; who asked us to grace their attap-roof houses ,we must ; In we went , and found absolute delight ; coconut water tasted heavenly ; curry rice all spicy and tasty; conversation few and simple.; dishes were but these two; people all smiley and curious , why we to such a humble abode treaded. Smilingly , we said, why couldn't we visit such a heavenly place ; and filled our souls with peace and rest? Everyday theres peace, for peace descends low , from the heaven above and dwell among these people here below ; Though , there's no Bible to guide the folks ; human laws are written in their souls. same here as anywhere in this big , big world . They get old , sick and die , t'was sad , before their time is due . I pray for the sick, the dying , the loving or the reckless souls. May God bring all of them joy , yesterday , today , tomorrow and every day of their lives. So back to the civilization we bounded ; our footsteps ever so heavy ; though speed boat ploughed through the sea , Our inward eye to the island we lingered ..   By Agatha Lai ©