I had known this man– a wayfarer.
He goes beyond
the border of limits and expectations
and in return.
gains all the awards
and retribution of life.
He is a wayfarer that never take
the shortcuts and instead
take the long run.
and in return
gains all the fortunate and
unfortunate experiences
that makes him the man today
and tomorrow.
He is a wayfarer not afraid to take
the Stygian path towards the unknown
or pellucid path towards certainty.
and in return
gains all the understanding of the world.
He is a wayfarer not afraid to stare at strangers
despite their pulchritude
or grotesque appearance
receiving their lenience
or perfidious character.
and in return
gains his own fudis Achates and brother Set.
I want to be that wayfarer–
unafraid of anything but the fall
of his love ones.
I want to be that wayfarer–
brave, and unafraid of brume or clarity.
A wayfarer that will be engraved in their minds,
and will be sempiternal in their hearts.
I want to be that wayfarer...
BINABASA MO ANG
Snowdrops of Poetry
Poesia"maybe later, or much more later, the moon will finally give you the right to be with them once more, just like before." - The Stars are Winking at You Tonight this is my poetry.
