It was much like in the early morning. The certainty of a clear day.
After too many days. Of either grey or blistering.
She reserved a poem. In tears when it was written.
Now she reads it with the smile. Of prophecy and determination.
Her heart is the house in the woods. Now more than ever.
She knows. This is where she resides.
Say goodbye to stuttering flame. To bittersweet fantasy.
Then nurture the faithful ember. That never denied you his light.
Fatima Lasay, Dumlao Gym, Mandaluyong City
Saturday, May 3, 2014