By Luis G. Dato

Against the time I did prepare my heart
When blind no longer to the heard reality,
The veil must fall from dream and revery,
And mine no more, your ways and mine must part;
I sought God’s shrines, I asked the science, art
Of the kind years that lull all memory
Of you and all the past, till silently
And all unbid tears from the eyelids start.

Forgive me, God! forgive me, dear kind years
‘Tis true perhaps, ’twas only a swift smile!
A glance, a song ’twere best soon to forget;
Yet I remember, dare the grief, the tears,
Eternity itself for one brief while
Now past and meet all, even you, without regret.

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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