Ten-ten-ten - the dog that found a home

Ten-ten-ten - the dog that found a home

My Life's Rhapsody*
As tempest blows a flower's whisper,Love receives a curious wonder,For when we tend to cross the mystery's sea,We can always return to our house of ease.As birds sing and flowers begin to bloom,The stars shine and say "See you soon"And as blades of grass continue to grow,We need not much of the sorrow.For thru the stars, sky and mountain peak,We will always find the home we belong and seek,This might sound like a narrationBut I assure you, this is just a lyrical affiliation.But even as dramatic it may seem,It wouldn't hurt to ever believe,That no matter where we tread,There will always be an invisible thread,And thru that thread connects our very hearts,Until the time our days go dark.For when the thread ever twines,Our friends and family will stick by our side.So don't fret, fear, or woe,For there will always be tomorrow.And if you ever question your life's worth/esteem,I only need to say one word: BelieveSo remember the teachings of those you hold dear,Because you never know when they will disappear.And as I finish this symphonical tune,I would say, Merci et bonjour. ~
* Subject in English 7, VII-OLCD St Paul College of Ilocos Sur. (SPCIS)
Reflections 3
Dr Abe V Rotor
1. Reflection by a Waterfall
Reflection by a Waterfall
Reflect not my folly and greed,Never Narcissus of old;Of the deities on his shoulder,Of youth never growing old.
Reflect not of the future gloom,Of Heaven denied and lost,Lost pristine and the butterflies,And of the Malthusian ghost.
Death is an empty shell I seeLying in the murky depth,And a lone deer in memoryShall man someday pay his debt.
The Good Life, oh we always say,Is progress and destiny,Taming both time and spaceTo create our sense of beauty.
Narcissus, what lesson have youTaught mankind since you fell in?Oh, beauty, the land of the doomed,Where lust is the greatest sin. ~
2. I love the rainbow
I love the rainbow
because it holds a pot of goldthat glitters in kaleidoscope,and prism on its huge crown,where lovely deities play I'm told;
it's reborn when worn and oldinto a cathedral in the skycherubim sweetly sing in praise,humbling the proud and bold;
it guides the lost from the foldand those searching for heaven -a rainbow suddenly appearswhenever faith grows cold. ~
" I am dying, dear mother, I long for you and my kin;I choke with debris, laden with waste matter,my banks are no more, concrete walls have taken over;I am dying mother - but my mother doesn't answer;my mother doesn't answer." - avr
The afternoon sun casts an aura of the creek's once beautiful state with trees and shrubs lining its banks. Now the creek is virtually dead - biologically. Note highly polluted water and dumped quarry materials blocking the natural waterway. (Parallel Aurora Blvd, QC)
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Dirge of a Dying Creek
Once upon a time, so the story goes, clouds gather
from the sea and land, cumulus to nimbus,
falling as rain, drenching the trees and grass and all,
and down the lake and river and field it goes.
I was born this way, like my kin, many miles away,
children of Pasig River, seat of a civilization,
the artery of vast Laguna Lake and historic Manila Bay,
and I, a tributary of this magnificent creation.
I lived in the stories of Balagtas the poet laureate,
in Rizal's novels, Abelardo's Kundiman song,
I throbbed with the happy heart of a living system,
like the Rhine, Danube, Nile and Mekong.
I am part of history, obedient to man and nature's will,
I gave him clean water and fish, I sang lullaby;
laughed with the children at play under my care,
through generations and time sweetly went by.
Seasons come and go, the story goes on - ad infinitum -
but where are the birds that herald habagat?
where have all the children gone after class, in summer?
reflection on my water, green carpet on my rock?
I am dying, dear mother, I long for you and my kin,
I choke with debris, laden with waste matter,
my banks are no more, concrete walls have taken over,
I am dying mother - but my mother doesn't answer;
my mother doesn't answer.~


A coffee table book, full color, published by Megabooks in 1995. It was dedicated and presented to the Holy Father, John Paul II, on his visit to the Philippines by the late Jaime Cardinal Sin, Sister Teresita Bayona SPC, and Fr. James B Reuter, SJ.
A collection of 18 essays about life and living, 216 pages. Published by UST in 2000 with the Preface written by Fr. Jose Antonio Aureada, regent of the Graduate School.



Part 1 – Community Life - Realities and Challenges
Part 2 – Understanding Nature, the Great Teacher
Part 3 – Keeping an Environment-Friendly Relationship
Part 4 – Nature – Great Provider of The Good Life
Part 5 – Conservation of Natural Resources
Part 6 - Nature and Humanities
Supplemental Articles (Fillers)