BEATING HEART

BEATING HEART
"Many a beating heart is silenced by the tyranny of indifference." ~Michael Faudet

THE PUREST PLACE

THE PUREST PLACE
"Retrace your steps and go back to the purest place in your heart… where your hope lives. You’ll find your way again.” ~Everwood (Trust Your Journey)

The Bible says

"a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of things which he possesseth."

22 November 2021

A JOURNEY HOME/TANGING YAMAN

A co-LOVE-b oration 
By Leah C. Dancel at Cherrie Facun Dancel


FOREWORD 

Family is home where our hearts lay a treasure of love, binding loyalty and unity. 
Two budding poets who met in a melting pot called Filipino POETS in Blossoms cherish the spot of telling different kinds of love for FAMILY. One tells her love of family and digging a historic saga of the DANCEL Foundation emanating from Gov. Arturo Dancel, one of the stalwarts of the Malolos Constitution, showed us a sense of appreciation where we came from.


Thanks to our Family History Researcher, Ruth Manzo Casis Dancel, the late mother of Romeo Occena, Lady Hannah Dorothy Occeña Bernardo, JV Dancel Occeña, Charm Gallardo  and Djamellah Dancel Occena. 

The other speaks of her longings to come home to their opened arms without  prejudices. 

I would like to personally REACH OUT with deepest gratitude to all the DANCELS everywhere around the World  that I had privileged to meet in person: Rich or Poor and in between!



TANGING YAMAN
(DANCEL: ANG MAHAL KONG ANGKAN)

Naisipan kong magtanong minsan
Kung saan ba nagmula ang aking angkan.
Ang sagot ni ama, galing si lolo sa ka-Ilocanohan
Kung saan nakatira si Presidente Ferdinand.

Si lolo daw ay napadpad sa Pangasinan
At doon ay saglit na nanirahan.
Sa muling paglalakbay siya'y nakarating sa Tarlac
Kung saan niya nakilala ang naging kabiyak.

Aking tinanong din sina tiya at tiyo
Kung may kapatid ba ang aking lolo.
Wala daw silang nakilala at nakita
Na kapatid o kamag-anak kaya.

Sa social media ako'y napadpad sa DANCEL clan.
Maraming nakilala at naging kaibigan.
Nakapalagayang loob at araw-araw na nakakahuntahan,
At ang iba'y aking nakasalamuha ng harapan.

Isang araw, may nagsaliksik na isang miyembro.
Ang kaniyang nalaman ay ipinabatid sa grupo.
May isang Dancel daw na napadpad sa Ilocos Norte
Kung saan nakatira ang dating Presidente.

Si Gobernador Arturo Dancel ay nag-iisa
Kaya ang mga Dancel sa Pilipinas ay sa lahi niya nagmula.
Siya'y nagkaasawa at nagkaroon ng walong anak.
Noong panahon ng digmaan, iba't ibang lugar ang kanilang natahak.

Ang iba ay napadpad sa Isabela at Cagayan.
Ang karamihan sa Ilocos Norte nanirahan.
Doon ay dumami ang mahal kong angkan,
Kaya nagkaroon ng Barangay Dancel sa isang bayan.

May mga naging guro sa iba't ibang paaralan.
Ang iba ay naglilingkod sa inang bayan.
Mayroon ding nakaimbento ng makina,
Gamit sa paggawa ng sapatos na sikat sa Marikina.

Sila'y nagtatagumpay sa anumang larangan
At di ipinagmamayabang kahit kailan man.
Sila ay tahimik lamang at sa kanila'y makikita
Ang kababaang loob at malasakit sa kapuwa.

Anoman ang katotohanang aking nalaman.
Nagkahiwa-hiwalay man sila noong panahon ng digmaan.
Naniniwala akong ang mga Dancel  ay iisa ang pinagmulan.
Si Gobernador Arturo Dancel ang ninuno ng aking angkan.

Mahal ko ang aking angkan.
Ito'y mananatiling TANGING YAMAN.
Sa aking kaluluwa, puso at isipan
Pakamamahalin ng walang hangganan.

Doon sa malalayo kong angkan
Kami ay inyong isama sa paglalakbay.
Muli nating gunitain ang angkan na pinagmulan
At mahalin habang tayo'y nabubuhay.

©Cherrie Facun Dancel
Copyright@November 23, 2021
All rights reserved

 


A JOURNEY HOME

It's a long road I've travelled.
Travelled lots of  trundled paths.
Paths with twisted bends and severed knots
Knots that tied my old bones, frailed.

Mile after mile each day methink.
Through ages like a turtle's pace that sink
Into endless abyss of weariness
Time has pruned my hopelessness.

Where is home for me to rest?
Where my heart longs to feel at ease.
Where is home at even, I lay in peace?
Where my beloveds make their nest.

How I yearn to be with my faithful treasures:
They're my clan, folks, kins, and offshoots.
Whose scattered seeds tendered the roots.
That grow like a tree that covers the world unmeasured.

The worries eased up, untangled and free.
And roads homeward are paved with love and loyalty.
I pledge to come home after all these years
May my journey home gives me a joyful memory!


©Leah C. Dancel
Copyright©November 23, 2021
All rights reserved
SH-Australia
Co-LOVE-boration
With Cherrie Facun Dancel
(TANGING YAMAN)