Not Just Passing By Poem by Obed dela Cruz

(A POEM TO CAMPAIGN FOR ENVIRONMENTAL ADVOCACY)

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There are moments when I wake with the bright morning sky
And hear the birds as their song peals like church bells sweet,
I often dream that these things are not just passing by
The times until they are no more found for us to meet.

When I cross the sea or just walk along the rivers,
I gaze upon the still, small waves and then imagine
What world could it be without the help of these waters?
What drought could cause the pain and burden of a famine?

Zephyrs embraced as I once beheld on these mountains,
They used to be great and colored by a fertile green
With nature’s gift of purest, virgin springs and fountains,
But why today these treasures are kept in the unseen?

Will the Earth I knew, loved and cared for be gone one day?
No more trees, no more flowers in autumn’s boundless curse
When people bothered not to care or just even pray
For a dying person left with nobody to nurse.

There she bleeds, crawling on the remains of forests bald
With a wounded heart wandering along the seasons
‘Til there on the dust finally her spirit is walled
Within a lost memory of old springtime regions.

I cannot bear to say goodbye until it’s the end,
For I know I can do something as a caring friend.

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Copyright © 2010 by Prince Obed de la Cruz

(December 21,2010; Marikina City)

(Revised this poem on April 4,2011; AMA East Rizal)

(This poem is written by PRINCE OBED de la CRUZ. To use it in a proper manner, please email him at princeobed_dc@yahoo.com with the subject “PERMISSION TO USE”)