Dead Man Walking

"There are spaces of sorrow only God can touch... "
- Sr. Helen

Hindi ako, Kung 'di IKAW

Dear Lord, Light of our lives,
Thank You for loving us without question,
For being there when we need You, even in times when we deny You.
Your are our constant companion,
Our Strength,
Our Everything.
We gather here today for You and Your cause,
To share Your love and celebrate Your Beauty
For in a world where our concept of beauty becomes blurry,
You shine forth and lead us back to Your love.
Allow us to see and experience You in everything we do.
Teach us how to offer ourselves even in our small ways.
Teach us to love as You have loved,
serve as You have served,
and live as you have lived.

So we give glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit,
As it was in the beginning, and now, and ever shall be,
World without end,
AMEN.

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pag pray ko magclear na ang skies ng buhay mo...


pero kung hindi man, alam kong u'll survive the stroms....at pag kelangan mo ng rescue team, twag ka lang sa 1-000-rafaela

nahuling pagtatampo

Funny how I could read,
Deep within the recesses of your mind.

Wonder how we Changed and forgot how we were,
with all the bright faces
trusting voices.

We heard without a sound.
I loved you as they said I should,
Too much? Too little?
Not so much in love anymore.

I kept the traces of black and white,
but colors, they fade...

As you start that journey, look back,
once,
everyday.
Forgetful mind - my enemy.

I hate you.
Don't make me hate you.
I kept much!
I kept them.

Doon Po Sa Taas

A baby beside me,
Too small to travel in a jeepney
Along this streets full of addicted children
With his mother

Love and Loving
Pain and Hurting
A line the poet could not read
And worse
-They ride...

A three-wheeled monster
which I hate most of the time,
they have a right to be greedy

I ride with them
to Paraiso
on my way home.