The Linchpin Poem by Antonio Liao

come hibernate in the meadow of flowers,
as you
look back the horizon of the heavenly
bodies of stars; for a thousand picture
have color
the night with passion overwhelm the guiding
light of lasting memory of time

nay the night blooms
with miles of beautiful aroma, of dazzling robe
as witness with the
beautiful rainbow of every dew, oh! salutation of
the galaxy the night the night
of the beholder sight

come where the Lilies
extra the wonderful
fume of lavender, the humid air cater
the lasting spore, where the pollen of eternal
desire sprouted like comet of star
gallop my soul, cooled as the star of the night'
that passes in the stream of eternity choice


beneath a thousand sands the pebble heart
glitters the wisdom of time,
reveals the aura of hope of your presence; every
breathe makes a difference in our role,
for nothing new to us, only the moment
create something especial of your
stay

make us genuine and true, for you have came
and you have touch our hearts
to grow in our service to
mankind today is call to salute and has not yet ended;
like cherries of flowers scented and zeal with
passion and heart that allure the wisdom of the past
together it rejoices
to live with us Dear Sister Isabelita


“Poem dedicated to DR. ISABELITA M. BORRES, CESO III
Director IV, Region IX, Zamboanga Peninsula”