"Fearing the ripples"
by:
Virgilio F. De leon Jr.MD
I
Amid the songs of a saviour
Born was He
Yet he would end
What many could be
II
Well loved,Well mannered
A deep well in the stillness
Until a stone fell
and the ripples became a disturbance
III
A feeding frenzy of hunger
A hunger only he could feel
Sated only by the things
The painful things he could deal
IV
And for awhile the ripples subside
Allowing clarity and meaning
But the hunger , the longing
Waits to be all consuming
V
And so for now
Sitting in the stillness
Afraid of the ripples
He sleeps.
11/15 2017 Coffee Project , QC
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