A fine day in August

A day in August, true to its definition, inspires awe and reverence for a departed leader, Mrs. Corazon Aquino. It is fated that Cory’s death and burial should complete, in the same august month, the martyrdom of husband Ninoy 23 years ago. Is it mere coincidence or stroke of luck that the body of Cory was laid to rest at exactly 8:21 p.m., while Ninoy was killed on 8/21? What an august month for Filipinos with all these memorable events that truly makes it a time of reverence. It now depicts the untold sacrifice of a couple whose lofty dream of a free nation, “where justice reigns supreme and love is eternal” forever changed the tide for Philippine democracy.

While Ninoy submitted himself to death after making his declaration “the Filipino is worth dying for”, Cory surrendered her simple life to the tremendous work that ensued, moved by a restless people whose chant “Cory, Cory, Cory” inspired her to lead first, the now famous People Power revolution that led to Marcos’ depose and second, a new democracy and a free people. Ninoy became a hero when he died for his country while Cory lived the life of a hero who saved a persecuted people from distress. Ninoy and Cory’s leadership and mission flowed as one and each one completes the other. What a beautiful work of destiny that gave birth to a new democracy!

The sea of people we witnessed that seemingly ensconced the coffin bearing the body of a well-beloved leader during the funeral convoy last week was a magnificent sight to behold. It was a jubilant throng that rejoiced in togetherness, united towards one purpose to celebrate rather than mourn the memory of a woman who had a true heart for the people. The people just wanted to be there for a departed loved one, that someone who helped a persecuted people to become a free nation. It was natural that the spirit of EDSA was reignited, that which ironically astounded the world by how silent pleading voices of once dissenting thoughts can resound as one united call for Freedom! Indeed now, we enjoy unbridled liberty that sadly many people use for their own selfish and murderous personal agendas. 

 Ninoy’s poem, which he wrote in 1976, during the third anniversary of his exile in Laur, Nueva Ecija, well articulates the passion for a change to happen and the sacrifice he willingly offered for it. It also foretold the work of that ‘someone’, unknown to him then, would be his beloved wife, who would later complete his advocacy for truth, peace and freedom, lighting anew the candle of his life. 

 I am burning the candle of my life in the dark 

with no one to benefit from its light,

The candle slowly melts away soon its wick will be burned out, and the light is gone!

If someone will only gather the melted wax,

reshape it, give it a new wick for another

fleeting moment 

my candle can once again light the dark      

be of service one more time and then Good-bye.

 A fine day in August celebrates a mission well accomplished, a couple’s noble work and a memory that will linger on.