Our Lady Of Peñafrancia

i confess i have touched
a virgin in
Nueva Caceres

The one who rides
upon clouds

The lady who is carried
by a boat along the big
river of Naga

I have marveled at her
beauty
I bow my knees before her

Confessed to her
How guilty i was for moving against
the pleasures of the masses

I shared with her
My own silence against the noise
of their world.....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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