October 02, 2005
an old file buried in my personal folder and re-discovered recently.
LOVE -
It is not a word, nor a single action.
In truth, it can never be wrong
Like the sunrise, perfect in every possible way.
It is many things and yet it must exist
In the small space of the heart.
Once found it can bloom endlessly, with no cease.
It can choke one's throat, bring one to tears...
But it never hides in shadows or in darkness
It never feeds itself on deception.
It grows with trust, honesty and compassion.
Nothing less, always more.
[author unknown]
eyed at 2:50 PM
3 Comments
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at 10:39 AM
len said... author unknown??? minsan i'm tempted to steal other person's work, like my colleague's poems na ayaw nyang pirmahan ng pangalan nya eh pang-palanca pa naman ang dating, she gives me copies of her poems and i always tell her na pirmahan nya dahil baka i-submit ko sa palanca at manalo eh wala syang credit. pero babalatuan ko naman sya. kaya lang, kakahiya, baka pagawain ako ng composition on the spot eh super-toink yon. :-)
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at 11:46 AM
eyed said...
kilala ko ata yang colleague mo na yan ;) aktwali isa to sa mga forwarded emails na natuwa ako kaya ko sinave (ni-save?). at author unknown with matching brackets kasi di ko alam sumulat.
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at 10:51 AM
len said...
i prefer 'ni-save'