Requiem for Rio

I am now publishing for all their worth previous drafts that have been sitting in the back burner. This quatrain was written 10/05/04... already 5 years ago. I couldn't imagine how fast time flies and yet how insignificant all our mortal exercises of building sandcastles truly are. Rio Diaz Cojuangco was a cancer patient who used her last remaining energies for the good of mankind, but just like all things impermanent, only a few ever celebrate her golden deeds today. She is now but an epitaph writ in stone, an empty reminder that even for all of our noblest intentions, life remains like the ebb and flow of the afternoon tide.

Requiem for Rio
by: Julsitos

Your heart of white and gold and jade
Face golden, its radiance true,
Your people breath beneath your shade
from gilded cages built by you.

Trinidad Etong

Trinidad Etong
by: Julsitos

Close your eyes,
shut your mind,
and breath in the silence of the night.

Let the solitude balm
your fingers numb
and callous,
your pulse the only sound to guide you by.

Take up
that what is in
your hand.
Do not hesitate
for this is what you have been seeking for.

And plunge
to the fate that awaits you
and let darkness embrace you,
the cold white bathroom tiles
to catch your slumber.

No hand shall wake you
for you and the universe are now one.