Aura Luz Benizon
by Gil CamporazoWhoever you are - it doesn't matter:
Be it a burgeoning sweet scented flower of September
Or an inviting beaming moon of October;
Be it an early refreshing morning dew drops of June
Or a scorching heat of a noon day April;
Be it a glittering precious stone of queen of Egypt
Or the invaluable, soothing, efficacious gift of Acabar;
Be it an inhabited mountain peak of Mount Everest
Or the unfathomable deep blue sea of Pacific;
Be it thee posses divers hues of an afternoon rainbow
Or a grandiose personality --
That bothers me not - WHOEVER YOU ARE - I LIKE YOU.
Wherever you are - only the Divine Providence knows:
Be it, however, in my dream or in my superconscious mind;
Be it in the middle of the thick jungle of Africa
Or in the midst of voluminous haystack in the barn;
Be it in the cloud nine or in Kolob where Celestial Beings reside;
Be it in this filthy world or in the world to come --
I have and I must find you - WHEREVER YOU ARE - I HAVE TO FIND YOU.
