Mr. Sun

Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized

Hello to you, you’re the king up once more

Before a rain comes along, dry the land as you did before

So I could smell again the fragrance  of the petrichor

That scent  the earth breathes out

Along a rainbow in the South

The earth could miss you no more

The longing clothespins by the thousand olden door

Please don’t go  away

The playground’s swing in frown will sway


When clouds shrouded you

And cried a river or two

The face of the sky was gloomy and blue

But now the wind shares a happier blow

As your smile begins to beam through my window

And it feels like the sweet kisses of summer

The vast green and the bright flora remember to glimmer

The scent of the newly cut grass that my friend once knew

The hymns of their tweets that flew

The heart beats the song of freedom

The feet dance to  serenity’s rhythm


My soul begins to sing, play and run

Hello, I miss you, Mr. Sun!






August 24, 2013, 2:35 PM

Under my favorite tree, Sunken Garden

(Post typhoon Maring Reflections :))

The Joy in Looking Up

Faith, Life Lessons and Impressions, Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized


Looking up the sky

is such a therapeutic momentary



the time

and see the extraordinary

beauty in simple things.


the air that fills up your soul.


to the eyes that behold from above.

And my mind never fails to capture

freedom .

* These are just random things and views I saw up there. Made me smile 🙂

While waiting for a ieepney near Yakal Dormitory, UP DIliman

While waiting for a ieepney near Yakal Dormitory, UP DIliman (The Carillon)

Sunken Garden, University of the Philippines Diliman

@Sunken Garden, UP Diliman

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Yep. One of my favorite trees at the Sunken.


I guess the church’s name is Manila Cathedral @ Intramuros


view from _th Floor of St. Luke’s Medical Center, Global City


Early morning @ Burias Breeze Resort, Albay


Full moon@ UP Fair ,UP Diliman


Sunset @ UP Diliman


Sun is love!


@ UP Diliman


Sunset View_Sunken Garden @ UP Diliman


Mr. Moon @ UP Fair



Waiting for a jeepney sometimes could take a bit long. So to ease the boredom, God surprised me with this great fireworks display!!:)


Feels like in another place. @The Beach House, UP Diliman


Discover great ways to appease your boredom while waiting for a ride:) I love to look up the sky to predict the weather. Most of the time, to say a breath prayer. The clouds smile back!


morning jog at the park! 🙂 @Makati Park

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I love to look up the sky to name the type of clouds (recalling the science lessons in grade school is fun) This made me smile while walking to my apartment. ‘Sea’ up the sky!:)

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Random walk. I think this must be around St. Luke’s Hospital, Global City

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One afternoon power walk @ Bonifacio Global City, Taguig. SUnsets and lovely street lamps make my heart beat! 🙂

sky tree

Can’t get enough of clear blue sky!

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and yes, street lamp!:)


And yes, yes, yes, sunset again! @UP Diliman. Again, while waiting for MRT jeepney!! 🙂


Guess that’s because the sun may age a million years but its beauty appears to be always new! 🙂 Afternoon contemplation at Starbucks, BGC (Total Corp. Center BGC). I have a collection of shots of sunsets on that spot every time I go there! ❤

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Fascination for street lamps! The Sky is awesome! Early morning walk @ Bonifacio Global City, Taguig

under the tree

Afternoon meditation under my favorite tree while waiting for my class to start. @Sunken Garden, UP Diliman

 While at Ipil Dormitory hut

While at Ipil Dormitory hut

I love the chandelier @ the MEn's dressing room @Market! Market! The fort! Well, that was when my brothers went shopping and they valued my taste for fashion! LOL

Fascination for things artsy chandelier!

Climbing up the hill:)@Lignon Hill Nature PArk

@Lignon Hill Nature PArk



The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.

-Psalm 19:1


Poetry, Uncategorized

The trees sway in the symphony of the wind

        The leaves fall in unison with the rain that drops

                The flowers bloom in colors bright as loud voices

                 The birds chirp in choir as if in a majestic orchestra

The poet smiles.

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                                               There is a language not spoken but is heard

                                   Not an utterance of words but in the irony

Of silence that speaks so loud

Everything talks in a joyful mystery

                             She stares up the sky

                      Sees the Hand that made everything

               She smiles once more.