A Tale Of A Father Poem by Lotlot Diaz

I still remember my fathers tales,
and he said
they are for real.

Have you ever seen an angel?
that flies through the wind
and dances through the wistle
of trees and leaves?
I did not...
but my father did.

Have you ever seen the paradise?
I did not...
even a place looks like that.
But my father did.
And he said,
paradise is he not forgotten,
for it was a place
he have madin his tales.

Have you ever seen the heaven?
I did not.
but my father said,
you cannot just see heaven
but you can also feel it.
For it is the peace of any war.
For it is the calmness of a tensefull soul and heart.
For it is the fire of coldest cold of all.
For it is the light of all darkest.
For it is the forgiveness of every sinners sins.
For it is the love of angers.
For it is the tears of joyfull momments and memmories.

I do really believe to my fathers tales
for it was the god whom my father is.
For it was my father whom the god is.