by Rado Gatchalian
In my heart I found the stone
That shall make me bold and strong;
In here I come to my senses
Of my own brief life and death.
If I can travel from here to there
I shall reside to the depths of my heart.
As glimpse of light uncovers my contempt
Here in my shadow I shall resurrect.
If I shall be a brother to a cause
Let me unfold my breast for me to rise,
Like an empty child looking for his father
Each day becomes an oath to remember.
When time as profound as infinite sky
Asks me to choose between a slave and a master,
I shall pray solemnly that I find in myself
The full measurement of who we are.
And when this journey comes to an end:
Life and death, faith and wonder, all become one.
Source: The FILOsopher/10 April 2020