Kiddaw ti Layap

Napintasak kan' a buya iti law-ang
Maay-ayo amin a makaimatang
Ket iti panagsuekko, adut' mangikararag
Pannakatungpal dagiti arapaap

Ngem mano ngata kadakuadat' makaamiris
A no mabalin 'diakon panawan ti langit
Ta no adda la koma imetko a pannakabalin
Agnaedak arpadnan, agserbi ken agpaadipen

Narigat ti agdaliasat, aglalon' agpababa
Amin a saem masabat, rigat masagaba
Agragrag-o dagiti nabati iti ngato
Siak a naibelleng, saibbek ti nangtaripato

No pay kasta, awananak met iti gaway
Ta isut' akemko sipud pay naipasngay
Inton madanonkot' pakailumlomak a lubong
Makeltay metten toy biag, aklonekton.

No mabalin la koma a kiddawek iti langit
A salbarennak iti nakaro unay a ladingit
Iyadayonak iti tuok ken pannakapaay
Maisubliak a kas bituen no maikarkariak pay.




(Aileen) 08/sep/2012

Opportunities

Yesterday's life faded at the horizon. Just like the clouds where in one time they looked like cotton, or cherubs or gods and in other times looked like demons in wrath; after some time they disintegrate to change their forms a bit too slow or a bit too fast. Courtesy of the wind, and life's like that. Dreams and ambitions are like that. Be they go with the wind or against it, after some time, they change. They change, not because we are giving them up but because they need to adopt on what they should be. I learned from the clouds, the wind taught me that.

Today, I must focus on what I want and what were left at my side. I need to gather all the broken parts, salvage the necessary and let go of the memories of the missing ones. I will get by and will somehow survive. Just as the ocean has survived, where it had always been there taking care of ---but sometimes just taking--- lives. And all those times, the clouds are mirrored in its waters, duplicating the sight and movement from above.

My soul will stop bleeding, the heartaches will soon be gone; realizing that tomorrow offers a bunch of good opportunities to make another brand new start. (Aileen)