Mi Cuerpo, Mi Alma
A repository blessed with movement
and deep wells within that upon overflow spray
fountains and cascade branches of rivers
that converge in deepest valleys and arise
as diluvian sea submerging mountain tops.
Then, the great flood recedes and soon the flesh
of deepest valleys bathes again in sunlight
as the rivers retreat with humble burbles
until they descend the wells of their origin
within the temple of the soul.
Enthralled and perhaps blinded by the eve's fireworks,
you mistook another couple for your mother and brother
and ran after them. When you realized your error,
you darted left and right and round and round
Enchanted Kingdom amusement park—in vain.
Soon, you surrendered to despair and slumped in a corner and wept;
your pretty pixie face drowned in the sea of your small hands.
After half an hour, a kind soul found you. The lady asked
if you knew your mother's cellphone number.
And good you had it memorized.
(And so at last a kind soul found you, but what if she
was of another soul?...)
I just heard Sunday Mass when your mother texted.
And even if I don't spend Sundays with you,
that night, to find you I would've rushed to anywhere
in this country where the lost are seldom found.
Don't get lost again, my dear Karoly.
(Or have I lost you already?)
Karlo Sevilla: "I write from Quezon City, Philippines and am the author of two poetry collections: Metro Manila Mammal (Soma Publishing, 2018) and You (Origami Poems Project, 2017). Twice nominated for the Best of the Net Anthology—by Ariel Chart in 2018 and Collective Unrest in 2019—my poems appear in various literary magazines and platforms, including Philippines Graphic, Unlikely Stories Mark V, The Writers Club’s Grey Thoughts gallery, Black Bough Poetry, Marías at Sampaguitas, BlogNostics, Poetry Breakfast, and elsewhere. I currently study for the Certificate in Literature and Creative Writing in Filipino program of the Polytechnic University of the Philippines."