Art
folio by: Nonong Villavert
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LA VITA By: Reynaldo Dela Peņa
Like moth
in far distance you watch
it crawls...
In the tread of time,
clothed with oil and dust,
with passion-sad or joy,
with shield iron or gold,
temperamnet,
night and day
lamenting.
As leaf tightly held to the branch,
so free...
and desire less
breathing to the source
suspended,
and tossed by the wind.
The dark wind blows by...
blows to all my side,
I rides, glides and fly,
free fare to kiss...
to kiss the ground,
seek the light,
and whisper in every dream.
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