Somewhere Under The Sun Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini

Somewhere under the sun,
Lies the bone of my bone,
the flesh of my flesh.
But in the hollow of a big stone.

Passing time teases me
with angels in disguise.
They came and left.
They left me to restart my quest.

When it seems
I have found my queen,
my thought falls into the slope of time.
Smiles return to where they have been.

I keep on stretching my hope,
and the span of my eyes.
You keep on vanishing like smoke
Yet you are not a ghost.

As the wind travels today,
may you stand on its back.
And let it blow you to me
like a whisper in the air.