<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=546166" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Balangaw (Rainbow)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One morning, I had a cup of coffee<br>By the window of my hut at Lahong<br>Facing North. I let the air evolve into wind<br>From my mouth to the surface of the vaporizing<br>Liquid in the cup, forming waves, <br> <br>And then took a sip. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heat and the taste bit my tongue.<br>Ouch! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sky was partly cloudy; it was raining<br>In the West whilst the sunrise shone in the East.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took a sip.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked up in the sky and was pleased to see<br>A rainbow painted on the Western part.<br>Mamang always warned us not to point our fingers<br>To the rainbow because doing so<br>Would give us skin blisters.<br>Papang once told us that there is a pot of gold<br>On each end of the rainbow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took a sip.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The color of the liquid in my cup was pale.<br>So was its sweetness.<br>Poverty and frugality are twins.<br>It came to my mind: <br>The pot of gold on a rainbow's end<br>Is the answer to this bland coffee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took a sip, the last sip.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I left the hut, treading westward, <br>Barefooted. Soft drizzle on my head.<br>Tacky quagmire on my feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walked, walked, and walked<br>To Gacutan - I had seen one<br>of the rainbow's ends on this place, <br>but it disappeared.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Noon came with raindrops<br>Falling on my head. No shelter.<br>No food. No rainbow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On a grassy peak of a hill<br>I waited for the rainbow to reappear.<br>Soft drizzle on my head.<br>Cold wind against my skin.<br>Tingling touch of grass on my feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Afternoon came with sunset visible, <br>Giving warmth to my shivering lips.<br>The rainbow! There! On the East! <br>I saw one of its ends<br>On my hut at Lahong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sherwin+Balbuena">Sherwin Balbuena</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=546166" data-title="Balangaw (Rainbow) de Sherwin Balbuena" data-description="One morning, I had a cup of coffee By the window of my hut at Lahong Facing North. I let the air evolve into wind From my mouth to the surface of the vaporizing Liquid in the cup, forming waves, And then took a sip. The heat and the taste bit..."></div> </div> </div>

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