Silent Trails: by Marcelo de Gracia Concepcion
Silent Trails: by Marcelo de Gracia Concepcion
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SILENT TRAILS
SILENT TRAILS
Silent are the trails of And the laden Benguet Even so,
Benguet hills, women pass, These trails are
When the mist veils the Beating their pakkongs* lonely
sun – In cadenced monotones. And deep are the
Even the wind stirs the ravines.
ferns And higher still the
And the bamboo brakes skies.
sing
Their echoey murmurs.