Obed dela Cruz
Verbs Of My Heart - Poem by Obed dela Cruz
Growing, My darling, spreading as vineyard is your love.
You are the branch that extends the Vine Of Sacredness
Reaching to the very, most fertile soil of above
That made Heaven come down like a baby so helpless.
More beautiful than the nymphs of the water at night,
A love story coming true ‘gainst all myths of the past.
Do not try to run away from the gaze of My sight,
For My heart can see even beyond oceans so vast.
Listen, My dear; silence all the murmurs of the sea
As I give you My most affectionate endeavor.
I play the saxophone; in its music hear My plea,
Be the sweetest aroma, My sweet-smelling savor.
Share with My life as you end with Me the lonesome years,
For I’ve loved you even before time began to start.
Walk along the shores with Me, cast away all your fears
And you listen carefully to the verbs of My heart.
Copyright © 2010 by Prince Obed de la Cruz
(November 29,2010; Marikina City)
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