I struggle to translate this hiligaynon word into English. More than just beautiful or wonderful, it is a place, where the breeze does not just pass but lingers, just long enough for the next one to arrive. It is also a scent that every deep breath welcomes in and with every exhale, calm. It is a sight that nudges you a few steps back, almost demanding that you take it all in fully. It is the memory of hearing the word uttered for the first time and knowing exactly what it means. It is a feeling, and a moment that invites souls to just be.
Word 5: Tahúm