A storm brews gyrating downward-pulling waves in its immediate surroundings and spills drizzles that may be felt far off in or away from a ship. On a shore. In the hinterland. It captures and mimics life which is ideally lived far away from the center of turbulence. And when there’s no choice, people flee uphill to higher elevations. They flee to distant islands, to other countries, but still have their feet planted in their motherland. In life’s whirlpools of turbulence, some survive, others perish, but nature somehow perpetually preserves. And as life goes on love, violence, death, passion, history, intercultural relations, childhood and earlier memories that leave shadows and trails one cannot flee from, rain or shine. On the whole, this set of poems capture life from the foregoing perspective.