To Lord Theody Poem by Jordan Legaspi

To Lord Theody




To the farthest sky I saw it before
The face painted with red and black
Hidden behind the clouds –unsure
From the morning crest still heavy and dark;

Though wide without light wondering still
Cannot stop seeking which heaven is
Until eyes of faith refuses his will
The un-forgiven earth, though blameless;

The stone who stirred the horizon
For everything cannot hide forever
From the man who abandon his son
Who against the wind no shoes to wear;

Time might fly without consolation –it surely dies
Bury his head aand raises his chest –why cries.


Note:
Dedicated to Mr. T. A. Cuestas a