Hello again, midnight thoughts — hello to your companion
agony and woe;
hello to you, Kalinaw
my serenity.

The hasty torrent hailed me
of loneliness
of doubt
of uncertainty
yet it wasn't till midnight
it was ten o'clock.

I was glancing at the sky — the conspicuous moon was the only view in the dreary night of
fresh October
and the vapors appearing — I rubbed my breast,
it seemed bare and crushed in spirit
I was scribbling then — inside my head.

Even though
even if — I don't know
I don't even know
where to turn,
where to find —
Kalinaw,
you are the placid,
the Supreme Being.

When all else is a turmoil — a chaos
a between and between
a two term
seized with fear of the unknown.

You are all I could hold on to
Kalinaw — serenity
calm and peaceful.

Hello again midnight thoughts
I was here outside — peering at the sky
it wasn't blue
it wasn't apt
but it was bleak
for the night has occurred.

Shifting figures from ten to eleven
an hour away before you show up, then — why are you so soon?
That is why I called her — “Kalinaw, I need you.”

Here she comes
oasis amid the departed night — where thoughts are thirsty
they strike the place like minds empty;
where no one is serene.

Hello then, for the last time — midnight thoughts
at last,
it drifted from eleven to twelve
now is the moment — to call her again.

“Kalinaw, he was here again.”