LXIII

by Luis G. Dato

“Tis said that love is blind — but not its eyes,
Since sight of beauty all induces it,
Nor call love so because for want of wit,
Hell it confuses with its Paradise.
Call not love blind — for it to realize
That in the lovely woman bliss is writ
For man to relish ever, every bit,
For him to want and woo her, these comprise

Authentic vision. Rather let us say
Love’s a wayfarer with all-sensient sight,
Whose eyes are open, loves the fair he sees,
Forms beautiful his deathless soul’s delight,
His stimuli of passion, youth’s release.
He is not blind who sees in you his light,
Balm for his heart, his sorrows’ sweet surcease.

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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