Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


Living a belief.....


If we really have to trace
each trail

we will arrive at the conclusion
that we do not really know

how we have reached here:
the success stories in our heads

the fortunes in our hands,
the wisdom that lands inside our hearts

the moments are there felt but
what explanation do we really give it?

i was weak, my bones are threadlike
my wit a nit, my ears are like slits of lights

i do not really know what changed me
you look at me with envy and i am humiliated

for i do not know what made me
perhaps, it is this belief, this faith

this goodness that seeds in me that grows
into a tree of life

i do not know now, i am thrown here
i do not have a name, my body is not mine

my nerves have become streams
my mind all unknown places

my heart a paradise, my eyes all stars
everything are windows to the world

that i live and so believe.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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