Karugtong ng paglalakbay sa Shenandoah Park kung saan palagi kami nakapark.
Kasi naman kung nakasakay ka lang sa sasakyan, hindi mo makikita ang magandang tanawing kagaya nito.
Na nang makita ko parang gusto kong tulain ang tula ni Walt Whitman na SONG AT SUNSET, kaya lang mahaba. By the time matapos ko siguro ko, lubog na ang araw.
Kaya ito, kapiranggot lang.
Splendor of ended day floating and filling me,
Hour prophetic, hour resuming the past,
Inflating my throat, you divine average,
You earth and life till the last ray gleams I sing.
Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness,
Eyes of my soul seeing perfection,
Natural life of me faithfully praising things,
Corroborating forever the triumph of things.
Illustrious every one!
O di va, feeling intelektwal ako. Poem, poem pa.
Pero bago ako sumakay sa sasakyan, kumanta muna ako ng:
Song: Sunrise, Sunset
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday
When they were small?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze....
Sa totoo lang hindi ko ho memorize ito. Panahon pa ni kupong kupong. Kaya Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset...
Itutuloy...
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