Poetry

 

lost images scattered among the

ruins of ancient civilizations

conversation hangs in the air

a shrouded mist of

a mysterious morning —

 

sunlight steals through an open window

the sacred silence of the dawn —

 

the window frames the blue

canvas of the sky, an

eternity reflected in the still lake —

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(2004, December 16, 2007)

 

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render the mystery of an

onslaught of faith,

silence has spoken —

 

dreams create the reality of the heart,

beauty always a possibility —

 

artful desires recognize pain

reaching towards an end,

only to find the beginning of truth —

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(December 21, 2004)

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SPRINGTIME IN YOSEMITE

 

time carves its passing

upon stones that seemingly stand still,

yet movement is a constant change.

 

in winter, snowflakes band

together like inseparable brothers,

covering the landscape

in a layer of silent white,

reflecting all colors,

absorbing all sounds,

till only the silent waltz of time

dances on the frozen river.

 

spring awakens the valley

with its rapturous symphony,

melting ice swells the rivers,

powerful once again to move

car-sized boulders,

reshaping the land

like an architect gone mad.

 

waterfalls thunder throughout the valley,

their percussive rhythm resonates

my very being,

their song familiar yet new.

 

i stand in the midst of this valley,

awed into a stillness,

the universe echoing around me.

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(April 10, 2004)

 

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i live for the kind of

day that announces its presence

with the whisper of a promised mystery

 

intriguing in its uncertainty.

 

sunrise chases the dark away

until only a few stubborn stars are left,

shining like beacons of light

reflecting unknown worlds.

 

i wonder if each day holds this promise,

each moment a mystery fulfilled.

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(March 2004)

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between solitude and communion,

is the life we live —

it is a constant motion,

birth, death, rebirth

into a newness

borne from experience —

 

somewhere between retreat and return

lies the truth of our existence —

in the final analysis,

all we can give and receive is grace.

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(4/07/04)

 

 

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meaning,

lost in being,

the everyday dullness of life —

 

seeing,

not believing,

pain and echoes of strife —

 

searching,

for some healing,

ready to walk in the light —

 

finding,

love and understanding,

faith in the midst of the night.

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(1995, December 15, 2007)

 

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WATERCOLOR SKY

 

The half-light of a sinking sun,

Fades into a barely

Audible whisper —

 

Color merges into the silences,

The translucent palette

Of an ever-changing vision —

A once jubilant sky

Strikes its last fading, softly sighing music —

 

The sun disappears —

An ever-darkening horizon

Reaches for the infinite,

Taking its last light, the

Whispered echoes of

A violin solo —

 

I watch, holding m breath,

Waiting for the nightly symphony

Of an inky-black-diamond-studded sky

To begin.

 

 

© Copyright 2007 by Zoë Pamintuan

(11/07/01; 12/15/07)