The Ruins Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Ruins
time tiptoed at the church ruins
in Camiguin Island,
scrutinizing every detail of
the burial
of the past by the massive
lava flow
of Hibok-hibok,
Death resides here for a time
but travels once again
to find a new place
to sit and laugh,
Life comes with a revenge
of green mosses covering every stone
Until the soil wakes up
With a sprouting seed of corn.
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5/5/2024 11:46:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hmm..Very interesting. Symbology is ambiguous and subtle in my opinion, but it rings with a whimsical gloom. Nice poem. Keep up the good work ^.^ -SJD