Maria Rowena Angeles
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Nothing knows courage better than the rain.
It falls unfazed to its doom;
Not hindered even by thoughts of death
And when it comes crashing
To the cold, unforgiving ground,
—not to oblivion—
But to a thousand shards of glass,
Or diamonds, or pearls
To the blades of grass.
May this fall then be as brave
As raindrops make theirs.
Fecund and beautiful
Even in the face of its end
Bestowing even the light she wears.
May this breaking
Give birth as well to luminescence; ...