Dear Cavite,

My heart now travels across your soil. I would ask that you shelter it from storm. I know that she will become weary during her stay upon your dirt. I warned her of this. But my mere warning will not be enough to give her strength. I will need you to cavite, to help see her through this journey. When she stumbles soften your earth, when she cries blow away her tears, and when she looks up show her falling stars. Most of all cavite, when I send my love, be sure that it reaches her. I trust you with my heart.

Christopher West