waiting for the sun
I woke up to a strong gale
Perched on a two-storey open hut
The sea is just a stone’s throw away.
T’was still dark
The wind howling against the curtains
Rustling leaves and the sound of the waves combined
Producing a strange lullaby
I listened.
A quick walk down the rocky beach
The wind-swept sea greeted me
With rolling white lines on emerald green waters
Swaying hard a floating raft not far away
I watched.
I hope the gale will disperse the clouds
Change the morning color, engulf all things living or not.
I waited.
– Clementine (1/2/2015)
*From my notes written at Hale Manna, Cebu
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