bow humbly before You
Bathala
Of infinite beauty
Giver of life
Your cool breath
Blows gently the green patches
Of your soft brown skin
As the great trees sway
To the hum of you eternal song
Your veins flowing freely
Washing my weary feet
Your blood clear and transparent
As the afternoon sky
And I drink your blood
To fill my spirit
I enter your vast kingdom
From the gates of Datu Tutukan
To the jungles of Labangon
And embrace the Subanen
And together worship the Bathala
In the Mountains of Dumingag
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