Be-Ing Poem by RIC BASTASA

Be-Ing



for as long as there is still a sigh left
there is always that possibility for the scream

or if you don't
you shall choose the silence of the seed

another night
of waiting and soon you will see the tendrils of light sprouting

it is a new day, it is the promise of be-ing.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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