what we find when we rummage through old files

I recently read and reviewed a huge book of poems for Munting Nayon. Looking through old files, I found this poem from so many years ago and can't help but think of how poetry captures emotion and can carry us back to where we were when the words came to us.

If I, with the power of my pen,
could bring you
from distant land
from a foreign clime
to this country I belong to
to this cradle that is mine.

I would hold you
in the warmth of a love
only I can know how to give…

If I, with the strength of my yearning,
with all the fury that is mine…
could travel across space
could tread galaxies and time…

I would go
to be held safe
in your arms forevermore...