MAN WITH THE HOE

swing high the hoe and plant it deep
in the bosom of the earth is our rebirth

1.

i traveled the distance
from the stockade
to a place
i may call a home.

in between are detours
in search for open doors.

2.
my pen sings
the notes of the years
in the measure of life
that throws me back
into the bosom of our land
in the rhythm man

i woke up to see
and greet another day
unfolding for our people
decades of misery.

the sunrise in the horizon
paints our vision.

3. and we traveled alone

as the night goes deep

to the farmland

where the farmers sleep.

4. bells hear the bells

of the rising sun

hear the cheers and songs

that bring joy to man.

5. life is an unending reverses

that writes the measured verses

the magnificat of dry paddies]

that fills with song

our empty cry.

6.    clinched fist strong and bold 

with faith the moments hold

the golden haste

of the setting sun

brings hope to the race of man.

7. sweet mystery of faith

in the greening of the plain

strength and courage of hope

in the paschal refrain.

8. the sun hides

the face from my earth

and darkness crept.

i hold on to the   light

of my inner strength.

CHRIST the EYE VERSES

by veldelroma

1.
Christ the eye
i like your stare
the touch of love and care
radiates joy and cheer.

Christ the eye
i like your stare
that calls your followers
to dare, love, serve and bear.

Christ the eye
i like your stare
it makes the distance near
the loving spirit endears.

2.
you walk alone
along the pedestrian lane
but never was
in every footprints
Christ is born.

3.
narrate to me
the paschal celebration
i cannot attend
and with your stride
i march the rhythm
of the resurrection
of the poor.

4.
the path is lonely
you will say to me
that is the way
of the paschal mystery.

and with faith i pray
to hold on
to the profound celebration
of our Getsamani.

5.
after the golden haste
of the departing faith
sorrow creeps in darkness
and i drip the dawning
of our tomorrow
with memories.

6.
in the dark deep moments
i call on the shadows to fall
but never would
and so i write verses
to create
the magnificat of faith.

7.
dark night
the walls are in mourning
where i roomed my soul
deep is the yearning
that raced through the call.

the hours of the night
knighted by faith
march in vigil.

i hold on
to the silence
in solitude
i embrace your presence.

8.

faith is the light
that explodes in the night
the graceful might of freedom
that makes the world bright.

6/16/91

9.

God writes his name
across the road we thread
beyond where we come

i look at you
and you look at me
and that is how we know
that life is so free
we listen, beyond is the call
from the deep
we give ourselves
more and more.
7/19/91

 

UPON THIS ROCK

Gloria Maria Gonsalez Magdalena photo

Upon this Rock and Other Verses

1.
upon this rock
we build our life
bloom sweet tender faith.
the tambuli calls
the march
of the beaten path
the way of wounded hands
and feet
the way of the cross
is the way of love
that nurtures and grows
at every drop
of the tears of Jove.
5/20/91

2.
we walk
with heavy heart
the distance
of anointed pilgrimage.
the solitude
is waltzing with pain
of the song
in our heart.

3.
i do prefer
to play the solitaire
gazing at your holy face
touching the nearness
that we profess.

4.
i strum my verses to sing
the song of the sacred spring
the cups of life
the vessels ring
faith outpouring
grace encompassing
the celestial voices bring/

5.
tick, tack, tack
tick, tack, tack,
hear the raindrops
singing, singing, singing
graces of life
raining, raining, raining
by my window pane
i see the greening
of the distant plain
life is faith awakening
the music the raindrop bring.

6.
my faith
is a gift
given to me
by the flow
of history
in its tender foam
i rest well and strong
in its fragile touch
i felt a strength unmatch

my faith is a treasure
more precious than any pleasure
faith is a gift my life ensures!

7.
i build the house
in the sea of dreams
and found rose
life in its brim.

we dream
as the sunset bid
adieu to the stream,
as darkness crept
into the night

life is an explosion
of the blazing sun rays
of the rising sun.

sea of dreams
visibly unfurls
in the stream.

VILLA FLOR

alvaro-rene-vazquez-perez-photo

VILLAFLOR VERSES
1.
the peace of china sea
embraces the shore
of villa flor
as we walk in the sand of time
towards the unknown
and catch our rainbow
in the gold haste
of the afternoon.

gently swift
the sun dips
into the ocean
of our night
and explode
in a blossoming light
of the awakening dawn.

3-10-91

2.
as roses bloom
with all its splendors
in the midst of thorns
so thus love grooms
in the storm.
2-14-91

3.

Your spirit gives
Until it bleeds
With the perfume of love…

Outpouring
Of self giving.
2-14-91

4.

gossamer dew
perches at the petals
of my I and melts
at the kiss
of the rising sun…
smile of faith
softens
the hardened rock..
oasis of moses
in the desert struggle
brings life.
1-18-91

5.

faith is a flower
with rock as the cradle
and petals blooming
even when storm
is raging.

6.

the event
struck deep with pain
in the brokenness of the child
and scatters in the ghetto
the fragments of my being
oh tattered pieces…
but life has to go on
and march steps
have to be kept in tune
even as I
search for a solid ground
on which to glue
the broken pieces anew.

Faith is the mound
On which I found
A claim for solid ground.
4/91

7.
faith is the hope
cradled by the rainbow
in courage and strength
we face our tomorrow
and catch
the joy of resurrection
at every golden haste
of dawn!
5/20/91

8.
i stop to gaze
at your cute little face
for the footprints of calvary
cute little child
on the lap of Jesus
i hear your story.
my heart beats
love and mercy.

9.
in your encompassing love
you taught me the way
to feel humanity.

incarnation is presence
is mystery of fidelity.

10. where to shall
the footprints bring
when summer blooms
in the early spring?

tears are autumn leaves
falling day after day
at the cross of the living tree.
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11.

shades of calvary
unveiled by pains
of repressed tears
mocks
my manly hypocricy..
oh blessed
transparency!