By Luis G. Dato

The mountain heaven is,
It towers tall to kiss
The bluest of blue skies,
And the green trees arise,

A quiet colonnade
While through the flowered glade,
The laughing crystal rills
Wend round among the hills.

A home where one may live
And pass so furtive
The merry summer hours
With butterflies and flowers

Where fruits of every taste
Grow wild like manna cast;
Where one beneath the moon
May sing to love, “Come soon!

Come near and take my hand!”
The hills are heaven’s land.

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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