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Outpouring

One... two... three...

And a million more droplets fell.

It was the heaven's heavy surrender

but it was you who walked away.

 


One... two... three...

And a million shattered pieces

is what was left of my heart.

My soul is as heavy as the downpour

but it was as lonely as the rain.

 


One... two... three...

And a few more steps

on that cold, wet pavement

before you were gone.

You and the rain, you were much like the same-

cold and unstoppable.

But I stayed.

I waited.

You moved on.

 


One... two... three...

And a few more times I called out to you.

I called out in my prayers,

even looked for you in my dreams.

And every time it's raining,

I called out to the heavens.

Hoping my voice could be heard

above the pattering of the rain.

 


One... two... three...

And all the rainy days found me peering-

out the window and out the door-

unveiling a glassy curtain;

hoping I might find-

a shadow, a silhouette, a figure-

of the man I long to see.

 


One... two... three...

And I looked for you some more.

Trusting such faint recognition,

I trudged the dark and cold.

Between the cycle of slipping and falling,

I got back up.

with fear and uncertainty close at my heels,

I threaded the murky path.

Because you're much more important

than the pain...

Or the rain...

Even when ahead I see

nothing...

nothing...

 


One... two... three...

And I counted some more-

of days, months and years-

when the rain would be heavy

and the rushing water might lead you back to me.

 


One... two... three...

But maybe these tears would be the last.

The heavens might cry,

but soon enough it dries.

And though there might be some pain left,

and the clouds are threatening

 of another outpouring,

the load is light enough

to keep one smiling.

 


The rain is once more falling.

 


One... two... three...

Alas! a million more droplets fell.

And once again I looked out-

waiting...

waiting...

 

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Panibagong Takipsilim

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Nakatingin sa mga bituin,

Akoy muling humihiling,

Na sa munting liwanag,

Ako rin ay iyong hinahanap.

 

Sa lumalalim na gabi

At lumalamig na hangin,

Ako’y muling nagtatanong,

“Laman din ba ako ng iyong pangarap?”

 

Nakasilip ang buwan

Sa pagitan ng mga ulap

Na tila ba alam

Ang sagot sa aking tanong.

 

Nakaukit sa mga ulap

Ang iyong larawan-

May hugis at porma,

Ngunit mahirap makilala.

 

May himig ng ibon

Sa hindi kalayuan,

Ngunit nais kong marinig

Ang iyong awitin.

 

Nakababa na ang kurtina

Ng bawat bahay,

Ngunit hindi sa bintana

Ng puso kong naghihintay.

 

Abot-tanaw ko ang mga bundok

Na tila bakod ng mundo,

Ngunit di ko alam kung ika’y nasaan,

Lawakan ko man ang aking paningin.

 

Ang mga mensaheng hindi masabi-

Ng puso kong kumikirot,

Ng labi kong nanginginig,

Ay ipapadala na lang sa hangin.

 

Nais kong maunawaan mo

Na sa gitna ng katahimikan,

Hindi lahat ng naiiwang sugatan

Ay patuloy na magdaramdam.

 

Alalahanin mo sana

Na sa gitna ng dilim,

Liwanag ang hahanapin

Ng ating mga mata.

 

Limutin mo ang iyong pangamba,

At damhin ang pagmamahal

Na handog ng gabi,

Na minsan mong kinatakutan.

 

At sa bawat araw,

Habang ako’y may paningin,

Ika’y hihintayin,

Sa panibagong takipsilim.