Written August 31, 2017
Sayaw ng mga dahon
Sa ihip ng hanging wakas
Sulyap ng araw at buwan
Sa ugos ng mga ulap
Alaala ng kahapon
At ngayon at bukas
Ng nagdaan at sa darating
At sa hanggang kailan.
Halik ng himig na tumataghoy
Sa palakpak ng mga punong saksi
Sa iyo at iyo magpakaylanman
Kahit panahon may lumipas
Sa buhay na ito, pati sa karimlan.
Love is truly mysterious
And works in unfathomable ways
Making things that are illogical
Make sense in all aspects.
The path we dictate we tread
Are thrown in to utter chaos
Nothing makes sense at all
Except to follow heart’s rhythm.
Black seems more colorful
And white is no longer the absence of
A burst of hues, explosions!
Despite the site of bloodied corpses.
Death is not an escape
Bound in eternal damnation
Living is as painful in this case
Unless one is meant to be chosen.
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