Sonnet of Love
The bond of May was deserving
As flowers bloom with life and love.
Happiness with passion burning
With the guiding light from above.
The caged parrot's noise to be free
Awakened us in our slumber.
The birds on the trees were happy
And we knew we were together.
But like seaweeds our tied bodies
Floated to the edge of the earth;
A roll of passionate eddies.
And on the lovely foreign shore
We were together and in mirth
To love, to dream, and nothing more.
N.B. On May 29, 1973,( a year after the Martial Law), at Dipolog City, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines, Gregorio (Greg) Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca and Evangeline (Eve) Rueles Magallanes Caermare had their marital vow, solemnized by the Celebrant: Most Rev. Felix S. Zafra, D.D. Bishop of the diocese of Dipolog City, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines, Con-celebrant: Msgr. Salvador Mora, a secular priest and a very good friend of the groom.
This was also the elevation of then Fr. Tuquib to the Bishop's chair thus the wedding was performed at St. Mary's Chapel, courtesy of the RVM sisters. The groom taught at Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN which was taken over by the RVM sisters.
A day after the wedding, the bride flew for America as an immigrant. The groom followed a year later ( as he was finishing his teaching stint at Dipolog School of Fisheries in Olingan, Dipolog City, Philippines)
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
U.S.A.
America, Our Home
America, land of the free;
Our home and the place of the brave
Who fought with love for liberty
Unmindful of the unknown grave.
From foreign shores, with dreams, we came
To seek a better place to live;
For life is but to play the game
With God's guidance: that we believe.
We stayed, we made this land our home.
We picked apples during summer
We were free wherever we roam.
We worked, we learned without the wrath.
We shoveled the snow during winter;
"America is in the heart."
America, land of the free;
Our home and the place of the brave
Who fought with love for liberty
Unmindful of the unknown grave.
From foreign shores, with dreams, we came
To seek a better place to live;
For life is but to play the game
With God's guidance: that we believe.
We stayed, we made this land our home.
We picked apples during summer
We were free wherever we roam.
We worked, we learned without the wrath.
We shoveled the snow during winter;
"America is in the heart."
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Backyard Garden
Backyard Garden
I want you dear to understand
That spring is here to greet us,
Then we remember our birthland.
We must enjoy and there's no rush.
You love the smooth fur of Niky;
The smell of lemongrass flower
And the tender purr of Kitty
Make you think of an April shower.
Watch the basil and rosemary
Growing in our backyard garden.
Peppers and eggplants are ready;
Red tomatoes and onion green.
As if everything that exists -
The color, the smell, the sunset.
In your memory, it persists;
The more luminous they can get.
Sailboats dot the saline waters;
Nasty weather streams the forecast;
While the link that never falters
Is our love that will always last.
Don't even bother to call my name
If you think it's worth the while that
All the righteous things you've to claim
Be carried by the tide of wrath.
Remember my dear that you are
Loved and I will say it again -
You are mine in peace and in war;
We have nothing to lose but gain.
But if perchance each hour, each day
The compass of your endearment
Points inwardly to me then say:
"Truly love, this is what we meant."
I want you dear to understand
That spring is here to greet us,
Then we remember our birthland.
We must enjoy and there's no rush.
You love the smooth fur of Niky;
The smell of lemongrass flower
And the tender purr of Kitty
Make you think of an April shower.
Watch the basil and rosemary
Growing in our backyard garden.
Peppers and eggplants are ready;
Red tomatoes and onion green.
As if everything that exists -
The color, the smell, the sunset.
In your memory, it persists;
The more luminous they can get.
Sailboats dot the saline waters;
Nasty weather streams the forecast;
While the link that never falters
Is our love that will always last.
Don't even bother to call my name
If you think it's worth the while that
All the righteous things you've to claim
Be carried by the tide of wrath.
Remember my dear that you are
Loved and I will say it again -
You are mine in peace and in war;
We have nothing to lose but gain.
But if perchance each hour, each day
The compass of your endearment
Points inwardly to me then say:
"Truly love, this is what we meant."
Always remember, I am here!
Even if my thoughts are frozen;
Benumbed my senses when you utter:
"To each other, we're beholden."
(N.B.) In a fluke of circumstance, Gloria Key, the assiduous and compassionate leader of the Society of the Beloved Disciple devotion, requested me to do The Praises of the Divine Mercy ( by Sister Faustina) on the virtual daily 8:00 PM prayer (of the Society's Prayer Group), which is the first day of the novena of The Divine Mercy Devotion.
" I WANT THE WHOLE WORLD TO KNOW MY INFINITE MERCY. I WANT TO GIVE UNIMAGINABLE GRACES TO THOSE WHO TRUST MY MERCY."
(The Love of God is the Flower - Mercy is the Fruit)
"Let the doubting Souls read these Considerations on the Divine Mercy and become Trusting." This is found in The Divine Mercy Devotion pamphlet.
Friday, April 2, 2021, begins the novena on the Divine Mercy Devotion to end on the Divine Mercy Sunday - April 11, 2021. (Greg In Trabanca)
Tuesday, October 09, 2012
The Unexpected (10/09/2012 )
Things just occur unobtrusively in one's life
Apparently, there must be a cause.
Sure, there was!
On the first Friday of October, we found ourselves
in an emergency situation. We left at 8:35 pm
and arrived at the destination point at 9:35 pm
but was taken care of at precisely 11:11pm.
Quite a feat in an emergency moment.
The gravity of the circumstance was not fully considered.
However, the cause found a meaning
and it was defined with an answer.
All were well and ended well.
The quest for panacea has terminated.
The celestial succor guided the hands
of the medical people at the right moment
and at the right place. At 4:10 am we were at
the Hospital Room 4928 that was spacious
and with a sofa bed. At last, dreamland was a minute away.
PCT(Patient Care Technician), Arny, and RN Steph were heaven-sent.
The care, the food, the atmosphere were perfect for an aching body
and limb to rest, to relax, and to sleep. At 2:56 pm,
we were out to once again witness October's beauty,
and charm with a short stop at Burger King to the delight
of our palate and stomach. Now the destination point was home sweet home. Truly life basks with unexpected events.
And it brings color and enthusiasm to Life.
Apparently, there must be a cause.
Sure, there was!
On the first Friday of October, we found ourselves
in an emergency situation. We left at 8:35 pm
and arrived at the destination point at 9:35 pm
but was taken care of at precisely 11:11pm.
Quite a feat in an emergency moment.
The gravity of the circumstance was not fully considered.
However, the cause found a meaning
and it was defined with an answer.
All were well and ended well.
The quest for panacea has terminated.
The celestial succor guided the hands
of the medical people at the right moment
and at the right place. At 4:10 am we were at
the Hospital Room 4928 that was spacious
and with a sofa bed. At last, dreamland was a minute away.
PCT(Patient Care Technician), Arny, and RN Steph were heaven-sent.
The care, the food, the atmosphere were perfect for an aching body
and limb to rest, to relax, and to sleep. At 2:56 pm,
we were out to once again witness October's beauty,
and charm with a short stop at Burger King to the delight
of our palate and stomach. Now the destination point was home sweet home. Truly life basks with unexpected events.
And it brings color and enthusiasm to Life.
Monday, October 08, 2012
For a friend
Bienvenido, My Friend
My dear friend, you have not left her
On the watch, you are on a respite
With pure love there's eternity
And you vanish in the thin air.
My friend, you found yourselves thirsty
You drank life's sustaining water
Moments were felt weak and hungry
You go on to seek, to gather.
Back home the trend is to go South
Over here, it is to go West
From the Mid-west you found the route
Ultimately your place to rest.
Hasta luego, Bienvenido
La familia y el mundo
Hasta luego, mi amigo.
Adios!
(10/08/2012) Written by Greg In Trabanca dedicated to a friend,
Bienvenido Rosero, Jr. who passed away in California, USA.
The Rosero family lived a long time in Chicago. When this tribute poem was
e-mailed to Angie Rosero, his wife, she replied, "Greg, thank you,
ikaw pala ay makata. Ang ganda. Nagustohan ko. " (You are also a poet.Very nice, I like it !!! )
My dear friend, you have not left her
On the watch, you are on a respite
With pure love there's eternity
And you vanish in the thin air.
My friend, you found yourselves thirsty
You drank life's sustaining water
Moments were felt weak and hungry
You go on to seek, to gather.
Back home the trend is to go South
Over here, it is to go West
From the Mid-west you found the route
Ultimately your place to rest.
Hasta luego, Bienvenido
La familia y el mundo
Hasta luego, mi amigo.
Adios!
(10/08/2012) Written by Greg In Trabanca dedicated to a friend,
Bienvenido Rosero, Jr. who passed away in California, USA.
The Rosero family lived a long time in Chicago. When this tribute poem was
e-mailed to Angie Rosero, his wife, she replied, "Greg, thank you,
ikaw pala ay makata. Ang ganda. Nagustohan ko. " (You are also a poet.Very nice, I like it !!! )
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