Thursday, June 28, 2012

The Rainmaker

The Rainmaker. A poem by John Ian Genovaña, inspired by the downpours of June.

Moistened the dust from the summer drought,
thunder and flashes has never caught;
As raindrops collide on scourging earth,
sprouts awaken on their early birth.

Downpour razes like a sturdy nail,
Peril on voyage for a noble sail;
Cold nights sheltered by a weepy song
of a long lost heart of right and wrong.

Like a rain that pours unending desire,
Screaming the message for the battle cry;
Sometimes like soundless morning dew,
Facing tranquil life in a different hue.

Droplets sparkle like a lavish gem,
Treasure of joy that showers them;
The wind blew towards a jovial spirit,
while soul sings praises on his greatest feat.

As the velvet sky opened against the wicked spell,
The humanity’s triumphs not once foretell.
The prize has written in the linings of a rainbow;
This how it goes, ‘You rip what you sow.'

Keeping Faith. The dramatic facade of the Parish Church of San Isidro Labrador in Lucban, Quezon originally built in 1595 while the present church was completed in 1738, photographed June 2011.

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