A Love More Than Love

What arises from the dust 
when two people collide 
purely unintentionally 
is a love so tangible, 
insomuch that methinks 
that it must have been more 
than that, yet what could that be? 
What moves to love similarly? 
What thing like love explores 
the dark depths, the strange things? 
What feeling unfathomable 
in unknown a degree 
overpowers, sets aside 
that strength which love has?

The Voyager

As the navigator of the seas—
who leadeth voyages 
into lands yet untouched—
I goeth yonder into the fray 
in search of the light of day, 
wherein the light is thee.

Stop

Stop 

Look at the      stars! 
Revel           at the stars!

Wonder not, doubt    not 
Believe that stars are 
Believe      what is is 
Wonder not, and      look 

Look at the 
stars! 

Look at what    is 
Believe what is is 

In time, all shall be shown 
unto the world—
everything will be known. 
If we only look at what is. 
If we only believe what is. 
If we only wonder not. 
If we only doubt not: 
all shall be shown 
all shall be known.

Sonnet 4: Ode to the Motherland

Coconut trees and dying children;
Lotto tickets, the Black Nazarene;
Carabaos, tarsiers, stolen car plates;
Governors and low employment rates;

Underground rivers, frogs for dinner;
Islamic states and discounted fares;
Illegal logging, drug syndicates;
Dengue and girls that are hard to get;

Budget strippers and democracy;
No smoking laws, workers overseas;
Cringeworthy songs, filmography gold;
Expired goods at low prices sold;

Beaches, corruption and false heroes;
The unsung truths of Filipinos.