PHILOSOPHER’S LOVE SONG
By Tita Lacambra-Ayala
If truth is real
it will
become true
If truth is
unreal it will
not become
as you
are truth
as you are real
you will
become true
if not to me
at least to your self
at least to the part
that’s real
to me when I
touch you
SOOTHING AS NIGHT WINDS ARE
Salvador B. Espinas
Love is gentle, love is quiet
Like any distant star
Love is beauty, love is music
Soothing as night winds are.
Love is patient and unselfish
Divine, true, neutral, fair –
Love is ageless and immortal,
Lost love is just somewhere
And the heart that abandons,
Nurses a tender scar,
Softly stabbing, and yet sweetly
Soothing as night winds are.
QUIETNESS
Amador T. Daguio
I am lover of quietness-
Unechoed songs within a silent heart,
A sliver pond, a statued loveliness
Where words can take no part.
I love the quiet ways of memory,
The quiet looks to give you loving praise,
The quiet secrets of my misery
Through quiet nights and days.
The quiet mountains of the earth I love,
The moving clouds, the sun, the dewy leaf.
My quiet questioning o God above,
My quite, tearless grief
MARIA CLARA`S SONG
JOSE RIZAL
Sweet are the hours in one's native land,
Where all is dear the sunbeams bless;
Life-giving breezes sweep the strand,
And death is softened by love's caress.
Warm kisses play on mother's lips,
On her fond, tender breast awaking
When round her neck the soft arm slips,
And bright eyes smile, all love partaking.
