It Was Poem by Liyo Denorte

once said that
the goddess of the lake
has many mouths
but it cannot speak
instead it could only listen
could only feel
and could only bask
as many tears as the whining
lady could feel
the goddess of lake
could only hold secret
hence cannot share it
and never dare reveal
even to the one
who search for it
she got hushed lips
yet offers warm embrace
for those who seek solace
of those with wrenched
hearts who wishes
to be with their unseen lover
she comes in a dropp that
hops like a pearl
cradled by palpable ripples
which resonates within her
the goddess of the lake
only reaches
for those with open
shores
where the ocean
of love
cradles within
you