Monthly Archives: September 2013

Quezon City Angel

The joy that shines from her face
contagiously smiles ’cause of grace
A little Miss Sunshine among
the crowd of children having fun
Her breezy lightness of soul
brings fragrance to that festering hole
 
Later on someone pointed out
a windowless house – sunk into the ground
“Her father makes charcoal” they said
“they live in the sooty workshop”
Yet I never saw a speck of dust
in her; rejoicing in love
 
Quezon City: Area in Manila

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stargazing

star light
can’t reach the earth
since cities bright
outshine star births

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God and the Seer

Green is the weald where the seer dwells
He talks with the Lord, lingering in his presence
though mainly harking his Maker in silence
Go, tell the world ‘God with us’ and
declare his glory”; which comes sometimes in
dark and droning, dreadful smoking
cloud on mountain: consuming fire
too holy for humans to behold and live,
and sometimes in a wind whispering gently
like a sea breeze bringing comfort
softly singing songs of love;
Go, out of the wonderful weald of green
Go, though your heart’ll hurt with yearning
Go, to earth’s dark-places, desolate, forlorn
Bring hope to bones hollow and dry
Proclaim the Spirit’s coming in splendour
that dry bones do rise again;
that weary wasteland’s worries shall be gone
Where desert and darkness dragged their feet
there springing grass shall sprout from ground
When roots reign again the realm of asphalt
and forest regains its far-reaching homeland
then all hurts are healed by heaven’s Lamb.”
What me, Lord?” laughed the seer,
Surely I’m no use!” yapped he shaken
I have chosen you, trust me, I am
But Lord, I’m weak and worse still I’m scared.”
Trust me, chosen one, my child, my love
Not by your strength, strive though you may
will the battle be won, but by my Spirit
enough for each night and day
Now go and sing the Spirit-song.”
 
 

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