Noon Mass

Sitting here,
Fifth row, center pew.
Calmy, peacefully,
waiting for the
opening hymn to start.
I hear you
whisper to me,
in one of the most romantic
languages,
“Mahal na mahal kita.
Mahal na mahal.”

My heart leaps!
Full of joy, 
full of thanks.
But a beat.
How can this be?
I’m quite afraid,
of what those words
would mean.
Increase my faith.
Let me dwell on
Your unconditional love,
Your abundant grace.
Everything else is fleeting.

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