Dawn at Bidadari, the soon to be no more resting ground of many of Singapore's greats, is that of peace and a cool tranquility. This lonely Frangipani perches on a tombstone. It seems to ask where it'll end up once all the exhumation is completed. "Should I stay here and enjoy the serenity while it lasts?", it ponders with a long sigh.
"Or should I simply drift with the wind and let it carry me wherever fate decides?"