Boracay

I do not belong in one moment, I am all around
I live everywhere, for this place is mine,
The sky, The earth and The sea. ;)

I am like a candle burning low

I am like a candle burning low
Slowly dying ember in the forest evergreen
Rivers in the desert stream
Forlorn blowing wind of autumn breeze.

I am a setting sun with hope of rising on a new morn
A waning moon on last breath of night
I am a humbled oak tree, its limbs bare
the unwatered flowers of mid-summers heat.