The Virgin Of The Moon Poem by Antonio Liao

all of what is given is perfect of what was received
by birth, it was perfected in the womb of our mothers
tears of thanking the Lord

the acceptance of what is life at this moment is a
vivid confirmations that with all our hearts and in
body and spirit is willing to endure of what will be the
end of who we are to come in time

all are a mirror of the things, man's dream of the
past and even at this present moment, it is always
the beginning that makes him not absolutely perfect,
though he believes and thinks that perfection is
God's reward in every action exercise towards the
ultimate

courtship, friendship, marriages, business and even
sacred vows are subject to imperfection, it’s a no
excuse activities of man to survive, for in every dust
it will return to the soil, where we came from, seeing
perfection of the imperfections in every sphere of
human call

the ladders of success are just a venture of our dear
forefather who came ahead from us, a mirror of the
past exegetes today, a deal that all what is given, has
to undergone the pain of dying oneself

as the secret reveals the essence of perseverance
emerge human to pursue, to endure of what is the
next steps to know of what will be the next tomorrow

a determination will come that we may stand likes
virgin of the moon, leaving no tears in the eyes
of the Heaven above