A Least... Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Least...



when the night is darkest
because the rains are heavier
when we are packed like
sardines inside this cave
uncertain about what happens
next, fears pile, and beats of
the heart get too tense,
let us not talk about the future
set aside the past and
suspend the present, at least,
we can speak about the moon and
the stars
how the stars drink space
and how the moon wades
on the waves of time
and then perhaps we shall be
ready about the storms
that are still coming
lest one of you, once lovers
tell the love of
soft sunshine.

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Philippines
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