She is a cave, a hidden gem Onyx-colored chambers and shallow caverns Her world is dim, quiet and lonesome Patiently waiting for her sun to come
But the path towards her is never easy So people come and leave eventually But some are worse, they give up halfway As soon as struggles come on their way
Blades of grass, sharp and antsy Rocky floor, exhausting and stumbling With predators venomous, hiding sneakily Will you still love a girl with a world exasperating?
So she never bothered to mend the hole in her heart SoΒ Β people can come in, to create memories And so they can leave, whenever they want to... If they are afraid to catch the cave who may fall apart.
It will take a real man to conquer her To see the beauty residing inside her The flowstones, stalactites and stalagmites breath-taking Or the undiscovered art forms ever alluring and enchanting.
She's a cave. She's difficult to reach. But she created a hole in her heart so people can come in and people can leave whenever they want to. (This is a poem inspired by a limestone cave in Philippines that we visited last Monday.) :)