Here

Here
Where trees stand proudly
On moun­tain­crests that chal­lenge the sky’s dom­i­nance
And water is heard caress­ing rocks on mid­night romps
Bro­ken only by the warn­ing shrills of cicadas

Here
Where lazy breeze wan­der through after­noon passes
Leav­ing a dance of ever­greens in its wake;
And the chill of long-forgotten memories.

Here
Proud trees give in to dom­i­nant skies
And the occa­sional bird that chooses to land on its branches
And leave drop­pings on its leaves

Here
Ever­greens dance the dance of breeze
Not because the breeze is strong
But because it compels

Here
Trees know that it can only chal­lenge the sky
for it is rooted on moun­tain­crests
That do not give way
Nor give in

Even if water caresses rocks on mid­night romps
Even if cicadas give their warn­ing shrills
Even if long for­got­ten mem­o­ries chill.

Over­look­ing the moun­tains. JRH-Malaybalay. Nov 1, 2004.