Hearts That Are Free

What used to be the road leading up to Barangay Arcangel
Balete, Aklan (the LGU has this rehabilitated)


In the silence of my office, the ears of my remembrance hear echoes of Enya's song of sigh of a heart being free...

Under the heaves we journey far
On the roads of life we are wanderers
So let love rise, let love depart
For there is hope in the lover's heart.
If you search for love search with your heart
And having found it give it wings to fly if it wants to leave
But if love is meant to be, Hope is home and the heart is free.

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