CEBU, Philippines – There is a rousing resonance in every river. Its stories are woven in its water, line after line or current after current, and spoken out through its punitive, rough flow. It is guided with a simple yet poignant philosophy: the faster the current is, the more stories it desires to share. The almost stagnant and slow flowing water, however, is also full of stories, yet silenced and stilled. And it is those who are gifted with the art of ardent observation that can hear and listen to them. With the guidance of EWIT, a mountaineering group based […]
MUSING “It looks emerald and serene.” “It seems it’s enticing you to take a dip.” “But I doubt it will remain emerald, serene once it is disturbed.” “You think so?” “Why?” “The beauty lies on its stillness, serenity, and emeraldness. Once they are disturbed, its beauty collapses.” “You mean, its beauty is best appreciated in a distance? But how can you validate such beauty without dissecting its beautyness. I mean, we clamor for details.” “And sometimes such craving for details leads us to disappointment.” “You’re unwilling to bend, even just a little, your definition of beauty. Details, indeed, can break […]
Here the river has the right of way. The jeep crosses the water and glides into noon. Somnolent, we see shadows of coco trees But forget where they are. Then a jolt, as the jeep, its engine purring, stops to let two startled pigeons flush across and miss the fender, as does a goat that claims, Surprisingly, The right of rivers.