In a trance as my feet moves gently in the afternoon heat.
The flowers and trees have more details today.
My spirit can discern their colors, their structure.
My mind wanders into the past while seeing the present.
The thought of the future so near grapples my heart.

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Ron Ponce Dangcalan

Ron Ponce Dangcalan

Political Economist @ UPLB Human Ecology | Writing about disasters, climate change, politics, global affairs, inflammatory bowel diseases & some musings on life