it is good to hear
that there is rain in Australia.
the bush fire is finally solved.
this early morning
i got the news that Mt. Taal just
erupted sending ashes
a kilometer upto the white skies.
i just took the flight from Pagadian
to manila and the Mindanao twilight
is peaceful and soft with a certain
sadness somehow that i feel.
the ash fall is horrible
hurting everyone's noses with such
a sulfuric smell.
I opened Facebook with everyone
saying,
Keep Safe,
asking for
prayers.
it is the start of 2020 and here
we are in Shalom Hotel served with
sweet-sour pork, steaming white rice,
and a small bowl of fruit salad.
i love most the smell of newly baked
wheat bread and this brewed coffee with
cream less sugar for my pre-diabetic
status.
Meanwhile, i watch BBC news on TV
Iran shot Ukraine Airline and
Trump, for the first time,
with this brewing war, is keeping his
mouth shut.
I sent a GIF to a friend who is
stranded in Tagaytay, where the
road is slippery with ash
with her car bathed in ash
and with the advice from authorities
to just stay indoors,
a greeting witha bouquet of
flowers,
for her birthday greetings.
I posted in my wall, while sipping arabica
coffee
with me in the picture in black shirt
and reading eyeglasses,
writing, It is a beautiful world.
Manila's pan de sal is very
delicious and the bacon too crispy
for a non-traffic morning since
work is suspended.
I added, "This world is delicious too! "
Love life, Live it, i assured another
panicky friend
somewhere in Cavite.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love life, Live it, i assured another. This poem is very thought provoking. An amazing sharing is done.