Tikob Lake, Tiaong, Quezon
I see the face of heaven on your shining face,
Pristine, primitive and pure;
And migrating birds and airplanes in illusion
Crossing you from shore to shore.
But it's only your skin not your being that I see,
Your heart and your soul well in keep,
Throbbing with life, that I can only guess they do,
While your mother sleeps in the deep.
Ah, I call your state of peace and tranquility,
Transient, unpredictable,
Like beauty passing by, to be truly admired,
Is short-lived, intractable. ~
I see the face of heaven on your shining face,
Pristine, primitive and pure;
And migrating birds and airplanes in illusion
Crossing you from shore to shore.
But it's only your skin not your being that I see,
Your heart and your soul well in keep,
Throbbing with life, that I can only guess they do,
While your mother sleeps in the deep.
Ah, I call your state of peace and tranquility,
Transient, unpredictable,
Like beauty passing by, to be truly admired,
Is short-lived, intractable. ~
Home, Sweet Home with Nature, AVR
1 comment:
As a resident of Tiaong where the Tikob lake is located, I admire your great words about it. So inspired with you, there's a possibility that this lake would become a tourist spot of Tiaong according to the municipality by this coming 2012. Thanks for a nice read ;)
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