CXXII

by Luis G. Dato

The question nags us, Lord — Do you exist?
lf You do, by shores of what strange sea
Do You abide, from what infinity
Dispel with light the all-surrounding mist?
Faith holds not back our Reason to persist
Spite bafflement into the mystery
To peer through which, in vain we seek the key
To You, the Father, Holy Ghost, and Christ.

The cosmos staggers with its infinite sweep —
Who rules it? hither whence and whither hence
Through endless time in the tremendous space?
This dead so dead shall it see endless sleep?
It is the Me in You – the eloquence
Of silence not one doubt serves to efface.

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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