ignorance

not knowing how
but knowing why
persistently
asking
in the middle of the night



not knowing when
not knowing where
i gaze at the page
and wonder

how long will it take
before
thoughts are expressed
feelings are shared
memories captured

as long as i know not how
even if i know why
i must sleep through endless summers


waiting
hoping
that from ignorance
i shall find
the courage to ask
to learn
to write

before the next sunrise
before another sunset.

messages in the sand

there is a river
there is a bridge

i pass on it
i look at it
i close my eyes
i wonder..

there are messages i can read
written on the water that moves
on the sand that spreads

i saw people everywhere
i saw candles alit
prayers were said
songs hymns ...were whispered like a prayer
while many a tear fell

when did all these mixed emotions start
on a sunset
or a sunrise


typhoon frank
june 21 2008

did you leave a message on the sands of time
did you move the waters of aklan river

at sunset or at sunrise...