Wednesday, November 09, 2005

mirador mornings
















this photo was taken at mirador jesuit villa during our discernment retreat last month. while waiting for the sun to rise (since i woke up quite early), i contented myself with viewing baguio and her residents as they slowly roused themselves from deep and refreshing slumber. eniwei, after 30 mins or so, the sun finally began his majestic ascent. it was then when i knew, i had to take this picture.

and oh, to write this poem.


mirador
have you ever seen a more glorious sight
than the breaking of the day
when streaks of gold fill the sky with light
where night once held its way?

have you ever seen a more glorious spread
than this palette of contrast cues
where arching peaks of crimson red
rest beneath the midnight blues?

have you ever heard a more glorious cry
than the early mornbird's song
who through her hymns of joyful praise
bids us to rise along?

have you ever had a more glorious scent
than the smell of dew-graced grass
where blades of green have been blessed with drops
from mountain mists that passed?

yet i confess
in all my life
there's one much more than these
there's one much more than shifting hues
from sunlight's golden fleece

for when the soul reminds itself
of its once and only home
then one will see how all this time
one never was alone

yes, when the soul reminds itself
of He whose love holds sway
then we shall see
a more glorious scene
than the breaking of the day


*photo taken @ mirador.jesuitvilla.baguio, copyright dougs joson oct2005

5 Comments:

Blogger katimugambalon said...

beautiful picture! ah, memories of mirador just rush back.

mirador will always have a special corner in my heart--memories, that of the hope-filled sunrise, of the scent of pine, of love, of laughter, of friendship.

thanks as this makes these beautiful memories come alive!

7:59 PM  
Blogger Doc Woofy said...

Wow. Beautiful words bro.

1:08 AM  
Blogger J Lester Maramara, SJ said...

... and the soul only realizes when it touches base with the silence within - the silence that invites him to rest in the palm of the loving God.

you were there doggiedogdog!

5:11 PM  
Blogger J Lester Maramara, SJ said...

... and the soul only realizes when it touches base with the silence within - the silence that invites him to rest in the palm of the loving God.

you were there doggiedogdog!

5:14 PM  
Blogger sonoftheprodigal said...

wow! awesome pic! i wish i was there too where you had taken this picture.
nice poem too. full of hope and understanding of God's love.

you might want to take a look at this one:

http://photos1.blogger.com/img/87/5353/640/Sunrise.jpg

12:02 AM  

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