On the Fantail Leaving the Philippines
these islands
a thousand ripe memories
like perfumed clouds bringing soft rains
swelling the tropical streams of my soul
my heart
swims slowly
like the great sea turtles
endlessly roaming the Sibuyan Sea
with reptilian urgings to lay eggs again
on the warm brown sands of Luzon
on the bow
there is only the future
and the wind like time in your face