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Verses 1002
Rod
Galicha
darkest
of the
unknown
thinnest line
of the
horizon
labyrinth of chaos
celestial is the end
in
front
of my
livid face
a
lucid mirror
and
alas,
i see
the
penury of the novice
heart
tethered
verity
made manifest
and
in the
dark
i
embrace
the
novice though unseen
now
i feel
a
caress nocturnal
becomes
a
touch eternal
my
heart
now
in
ecstacy
however
still
longing to see
such
nocturnal novice
in
gratitude
whisper
from
the heart
the
warmth
of my
innocence
... i
love thee
____________
 Editor's
Note: A
native of San Fernando, Rod Galicha is a cum laude Philosophy graduate
from the University of Santo Tomas and first recipient of CMMA Best
Student Magazine Award as senior and literary editor of The Owl
Magazine. He taught Philosophy and Humanities at Colegio de San Juan de
Letran in Intramuros for almost three years and became president of the
Faculty Club. He is now a customer care associate for a Texas-based
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