by PEDRO CAGUIMBAGA
In the edge of the sea
Where the golden sun dwells
Rushing waves are fearing
Inviting me to venture to the sea.
Oh, waves you are beyond resisting
My heart throbs with desire
But fear lurks in the deep recesses of my mind
Because of the mystery I can't understand.
Million of lives perished in your bowels
Those who challenged mystery with delight
I cannot risk my one life
In seeking adventure in the sea.
THE VIEWER
The Living Shadow
by PEDRO CAGUIMBAGA
I gazed at the starry skies above,
And the golden moon with its sleepy eyes,
To console my aching, lonely heart,
But nothing appealed to me one night.
I heard the roaring water in the falls,
As if they were laughing at me in the mockery,
My teeth gnashed in violent anger,
But my screaming voice became an echo in the woodlands.
With tears in my eyes,
I looked up again to the stars
And there in the moonlit skies,
I saw the very picture of you.
And when I looked beyond the horizon,
I saw you fleeting like a shadow,
Moving towards me and floating in the air,
Now I know, you are a living shadow.
Odyssey of Vision
My sight traveled at the remotest part of heaven
That was crowned with sparkling
Stars like dewdrops in the sunny morning,
I who ventured in the lonely stream
Searched the pages of yesterdays.
Slowly, slowly until no more
The moon hid in its gravish wall,
And the birds and the bees were all asleep,
() and the whispering stream
Witnessed the sweetest dream of mine.
While the night and the dark went deepest,
The Supreme's torch went brightest
And I could see the image of her face
Far beyond the infinite space.
Over the sky I could see the memories of yesterday
When we met
When my heart was captured by your sleepy eyes.
Along the shore of heaven,
Came the wavering clouds from the west
And destroyed her engraved face
In the sandy sky.
Those clouds are the symbol of fear in my mind.
That caused my hopeless dream.
by PEDRO V. CAGUIMBAGA
July-October, 1969
"The biggest room in the world is the room for self-improvement."
-SIDNEY N. BREMER Ph.D
- "This is a clipping from "The Ballot Box", an official publication of the COMELEC. I included this in this book for my children to read and remember."
This is what my father's stated in his book.
I love my father.
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great poem ... great father ... say my regards to him ...
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