Wailing Wind, Pelting Rain
For Vangie Burcena, on her birthday, March 2009
I have known you: wailing wind.
I have known you: pelting rain.
For you are the gifts of the earth
The song of the break of day
The rainbow we go after
At the end of the valley
Where there thrives an outgrowth
Of lives in a unison of rhyme
And rhythm making music
For the heart that sweetly seeks.
You are wailing wind,
You are pelting rain,
And the storms of our lives
Come to a calming peace
And quiet in the hours
We let lose ourselves
To the demands of rest
To wait for dreams
Colorful as good dreams
Could only be: their reds
The vigor we want and we have
Their greens the symptom
Of our fears, past and gone,
Now interred with the sunset.
They do not come, the nightmares
For today is your new awakening
To the vast possibilities of a promise:
Yours, this one, and forever
It will be in your forgotten grief.
A Solver Agcaoili
Hon, HI/March 2009
