by christopher bernardo
Published on: Sep 29, 2005
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Type: Poetry

It is said that after every rain the sun will come up. I have passed a lot of rains during my childhood days until college. The last typhoon I dealt with was one that wet only my eyes. It was a typhoon every man has to face once in a while. A typhoon which is hard to forecast, a typhoon called Love.

I saw Love in her, for a time being everything was so beautiful. To nourish that Love I searched for her. I found her in different religions, different cultural beliefs, and different circle of friends and different field of learning.

I continue my search for her until she told me to STOP. Perhaps she was right, I will never understand her by being with the same people that never understood or who have just pretended that they know her. True enough I will never understand in such manner and all my efforts will be put into haste. I realized that the only way for me to know her fully is to know the "I" in me, to search within my self.

With the help of people around me who were kind enough to offer guidance I begin to search in through myself. True enough she was there.

She was there in all her goodness and in all her splendor. She was there smiling, telling me that I found her. You see, people, they have different personalities. We should be cautious of how we view other people since one person can project a different personality as fast as making various e-mail accounts. Some people project an image that is base on what they want others to see them. I saw her personalities before and that is why I never really saw her. But when I started looking from within, I saw her. She was all GOOD and she was all BEAUTIFUL. I will always see her inside my heart smiling, as if telling me something.


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