Coming Home Poem by Jordan Legaspi

Where’s the mind
the heart, and
the intention
I can’t express myself
no longer at ease
just a big illusion
Now indeed the time
to see more dearly, and
to recognize maybe
In moment like this
I have an answer,
but nothing left to say
I knew what it meant
to find another way of living
to enjoy fruit it bring
Now I started to realize
it is not yet late
for a new beginning
All the colors out there
as where to say goodbye
am here and now
The winds are still blowing
just to wonder
never ask why
Coming home I would say,
but where
where should I stay


(Camiguin Island, Phil.2003)