+ Soul's Buring Poem by Jordan Legaspi

Soul's burnig


…and the drum begins to fade
to the stillness of gloomy night
leaving the figure shining jade
burning, consuming – the light

…and the strings commence
the silence forever in grave
the heart recline to his innocence
but alas! Vengeance to cleave

…and the voices slowly no more
off she the seer of ghost-
the promise of love bloomed in tears
of he the chased- death of his past

…and everything on its place now
musicians to the sight envision of new song
conjurers to the sight fume un-ill vow
death is nay but to rise and be strong

…and it came to pass- the play
the mother in her breast- sacrifice
the father in his chest, devotion of its day
his journey- the son of their paradise

…and the son’s life is the quest
of answers that contoured the face
of questions that shaped his vest-
the prime of breath- the son’s trace.


(Dumaguete City, Phil.9 Feb. ’09)