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My Transcendence

It seems
on the roads net 
between you and me
i know every stone, mark and feature
talking with them tet-a-tet
about you, my dear friend.

So often and so long
i run to you
in my dreams,
plans, fantasia
and others spiritual and physical
adventures.

But i am very rarely
could shortened distances
separated us.
In the last night so pity 
i am awoke somewhere
in the mountain of Sistans
where our plane urgently landed
i don’t know for which reason,
in previous dream
i am journeyed within the filled bus
in company of our bearded pilgrims
going from Central Asia  to Mecca,
so I planned to reach  Saudi Arabia
and going through it, Red Sea  and Indian ocean
make a great leap toward the Philippines.
Need to say 
I almost reached my aim
but at last moment
lost myself somewhere 
among thousand isles 
slip away from boarding fishing boat
close to your town and home.

Sometime and somewhere
i stopped my trip 
between Tabriz and Ispagan,
temted by  shrine of Omar Hayam,
between Osh and Kokand,
looking for  temple of Kudoyar Khan
between Cuala-Lunpur and Singapore,
trapped by memory of Lee Quan,
sometimes my way declined  by Chinas Hainan
sometimes by Indian  Taje-Mahal.

One time I am so strongly accelerated
into the war jet
with  my desire and love,
that were flayed  over 
your green archipelago
toward the North pole.  

It’s happened i am flied with swallows 
to the south latitudes
migrated with heavy eagles,
and even flying with extinct  
prehistoric giants pterosaurs
in the deep warm nights.
I learned exactly
the flying theory and practice.
 
Really I have right for title as one
who was born to hunt you.
But my problem is that 
you are unreachable huntress, 
as clearly witnessed you name
so i am doomed to search you
from the ancient  beginning 
till the end of the World and Time,
o my love from Philippines 


With every creature and moving  
currents, drifts and tendencies
existed or existing between us,

that is seem mine
truly nature and transcendence
going to you, my dream and  excellence.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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