From the friend
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget
Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.
Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...
how much is a robe of silk?...how much are the golden trumpets?...how much is a field of roses?...how much is a wall of marble?...how much is a kingdom between mountains of lions and me...
I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places
There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see
The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good
there is a Wonder a golden light t…
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside