The Dying Pond Atop Mount Pulog, Benguet

"On a dying pond, a swamp in its place
grows, dying in peace and grace." - avr

Dr Abe V Rotor

The Dying Pond atop Mt Pulog, Benguet.  Author (right) and friend., 1985   

“Death be not proud,” this dreaded fate defied;
In death something rises at its side
As on a dying pond, a swamp in its place
Grows, dying in peace and grace.

And the watery grave dries into grassland
Where roam the roofs and claws in band;
And the winged sweep the air, retreating
On the trees nearby and advancing.

Yes, the trees they come when the wind blows;
They ride on furs, beaks and claws;
A woodland soon rises from the trees’ breath
And hides the pond, the grass, and death. ~