Mercy Tolentino Steenwyk

“Where the sun bursts in gilds of gold
The sky spreads in leisure all told
The people break into smiles so cold
Bodies with glitter, pets and fools in tow.
Life descended with a whistle of gold
The music caught in its beginning and end
Forever in search for the glimpse in the fold.

On the other side where the sun bursts
In gilds of empty stomachs and
Compassionate eyes. The sky spreads
Across the huddled searching souls
People break in smiles so bold
Empty cans, tattered clothes
Shrieks of joy and hope
Flood and melt their world
Leaving the young the old
Emboldened with rays of hope
Life descended with whistle all bold
The music caught in the beginning
Its unfolding and its end
Forever enlivened by the beat of the fold.

Spreads across the sky
Where the sun bursts in gilds of hope
Life and faith descending.”