the last message of Tony was this:
you have finally seen the light
we who remain here are still
groping in darkness
it is hard to understand what Tony
really meant by that
years passed, 15 years more
Tony became a Jesuit Priest
then we met in Zamboanga and
we talked we avoided this thing
about light, we have nothing to
say about it, he said "You are fat"
i have nothing to say much
i hid the light inside my fists
Tony is correct in this world where
we live, it is a big circle and he
hints about something, it is light
there is no visible end and there
is no visible beginning we only
inhabit we fail always to explain
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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