Forgotten, and remembered
in cycles, like the lyrics
of the long drive
towards springtime,
I miss you,
then discover you, then
get you stuck in my head
again and again.
At night, I tune my ears
to your promises
serenading my future.
Rain, disciplined orchestra
of elements, coaxes
my faith’s blossoming
towards the returning sun.
Truth is our rhythm
and purpose is our rhyme.
Life picks up the tempo
and emotions break it down
into pieces that
make up eternity,
where the notes on the scale
are strung out like stars.
Venue: Mahogany Place Tagaytay
Set Styling: The Wanderlust Productions
Makeup: Ten Franco / Hair: Erico Tiongson
Video & Coordination: Wishing Well
Styling: No Day But Today Style / Paulo Lazaro
Poem: Iris Price
