RAPACIOUS STATE ~BY MARINO C. ALVAREZ
They start early and end late
Young but old before their fate
They start early and end late
Young but old before their fate
Life cycle of Indian has started from this soil,
She cradled our first breath in her gentle embrace,
I entered the convent, heart burning with fire,
Longing to serve, to lift and inspire.
Every day is a new way of looking at the sky.
Have you ever knocked your head back to get the last bits of water out when you’re thirsty?
I thought only green mountains could relax me,
Until I saw her facile face.
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted