By Luis G. Dato

Leaves on the ground,
Boughs by the zephyrs in ecstasy dropped,
Vines looking up
At the trunk they had clung to but lately,

Till the breezes came their way…
They are scattered and helpless,
Wistful of glories once theirs for a day.
The sand of the shoreline,

Crags from their setting torn asunder,
By the splash and spray…
Mortals go near them unthinking of agony there.
Winds will break in tempests.

Oceans burst into waves…
Man must have music, not counting the pain and price
In fallen leaves in the garden,
In broken stones by the shore.

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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