Friday, February 3, 2017

A Scene of Tranquility*



                         And here as in our ancestors’ time,
Lies an Eden, lofty yet sublime,
Where there is no need of calendar
To mark the passing of time. 
  


Wall Mural and Poem
By Dr Abe V Rotor
 

Let time stand still on these lovely hills
By the gentle streams and rivulets;
Let the breeze comb the green slopes,
And sing with the hills and rocky cliffs;

The birds fly over the meandering brook
And come to rest from across the bay;
Let the wild call the language of the free,
And signal the coming of night and day.

Children from TV, computer and mall
Mingle with creatures big and small,
Discover the wonderful world of nature,
Far away from toys and school.

Here Beethoven composed a lovely song,
And Schumann added a poetic flair;
Rustic indeed is Amorsolo’s version
Of this hidden valley fair.

Here by the pond Henry Thoreau
wrote a treatise, Man and Nature;
Here Schumacher praised the small,
Small, he said, is beautiful.

Here is respite, here is retreat,
Where the sky and hills ever meet;
Here’s life far, far from the busy lane,
A resort for tired souls and feet.

If life hasn’t been lived well enough,
And freedom like a genie chained;
Take it from Milton in his blindness,
He saw a Paradise Regained.

And here as in our ancestors’ time,
Lies an Eden, lofty yet sublime,
Where there is no need of calendar
To mark the passing of time. ~


                      
*Courtesy of Engr Eder Alconis EA Apartelle, San Vicente Ilocos Sur. 

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