Obed dela Cruz (October 18,1995 / Marikina City)

Standing on the highest peak of Mount Everest,
Feeling like everything is under my shadow,
The freezing breeze made me scream loud to the fullest
And I heard a Gentle Whisper from the echo.

I feel like a melting snow or a block of ice
For though I feel like the most powerful being,
Lonely was I for I can't see life through my eyes
As if, I am the last person who is living.

The Whisper grew louder as if it's getting near
And I felt a Caressing Hug from behind me.
A Gentle Voice spoke and the words entered my ear
Saying, "It's Me you need to be what you should be".

I turned to look and I saw the God of Heaven
Smiling at me with tears falling from Eyes of Love.
He gave me a new name that started to strengthen
The new identity given me from above.

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(September 7,2010; Marikina City)

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