Life is an endless poem unrhymed. Relish its sweetness and crisp, recite or write it as you may.

The last site (tribute to heritage)

They will always be part of our country, the silent witnesses of our history. 
The people’s stories unfold before their cracks and bricks.
They never changed in time. But, Mother Nature has its own way to lay them to rest, 
a painful burial of the old century.
As they turn to powder dust and mere cracked blocks, they are revived in our memories
— standing tall and firm, whole again.


In 1717, when Baclayon has officially become a parish, the idea of constructing a new church was materialized with the help of some 200 forced native laborers. Together, they gather coral stones from the sea and cut them into square blocks and pile them up to form the church walls. The workers used bamboo to lift up the blocks and put them into position, as well as the millions of egg whites to glue these big pieces together. Clearly, the ingenuity of man in the early times brings astonishment to visitors who come to know the history of this church. – Bohol Tourism 
  

Cebu City Metropolitan Cathedral, circa 1800

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