Born in the forest, weaned on two feet,
Wanderer on the plains. Lost.
Builder of the Tower of Babel. He fell.
He looks back. Homeless.
The moon hangs. A diamond at its side.
Man wonders. He pierces space.
Reflects. Sees his beginning - the forest
Shrinking, shrinking, its edge on fire.
Wanderer on the plains. Lost.
Builder of the Tower of Babel. He fell.
He looks back. Homeless.
The moon hangs. A diamond at its side.
Man wonders. He pierces space.
Reflects. Sees his beginning - the forest
Shrinking, shrinking, its edge on fire.
The gods descend. Their chariot on fire.
Raging, raging in their ire.
Raging, raging in their ire.
Photographs taken in Virac, Catanduanes, October 20, 2010
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