by Luis G. Dato

At times I see a gleaming white-sailed boat,
With soundless oar glide past a lake shore wild,
Where in profusion strange were strangely piled
White lilies such as fairies might have wrought;
At times transported to such shores remote,
My sighing soul with dreams is quite beguiled,
With thinking of you, Love’s beloved child,
On seas rover, o’er blue lakes afloat.

What joy to live with you where day awakes
The seas and mountains with her roseate smiles,
Where we may sail the fair, unruffled lakes
Below a red sky past enchanted isles,
Below green bowers watch the water-snakes,
Hear the lambs bleat while roar the crocodiles.

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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