The sun in space
reaches this place
by a ray;
Clouds in the sky
begin to cry
through the rain;
The water glows
As river flows
to the sea;
The blooms secrete
a fragrance sweet
for the wind;
The pleased birds chant,
tell what they want
from the world;
The quiet mind
makes all thoughts bind
in a line.
BINABASA MO ANG
Kurit and Other Poems
PoetryA poem is partly like a recipe. A poet has to have a cupful of experiences, a spoonful of creativity, a tinge of inspiration, and a bit of solitude. These pieces are combined and mixed without any external stirring but by a mere desire for self-expr...
