As another year of my lifeline comes to an end,
I am blessed
and filled with gratitude.
A blessing of family and friends I encountered in life,
who in my aid;
have eased the torment of my physical,
mental and spiritual imbalance...
Grateful to the whole universe that has sent me
the perfect people for perfect lessons -
all of those individuals and situations have trail blazed,
and ushered me toward my higher good.
The seventh of December
is when the light of the world, gleamed from the interior;
conceived out of a mother's womb.
Decades of five or more... I wandered.
From the dawn of innocence,
unto the horizon;
the setting of dusk is yet unknown adventure.
In my travel towards spiritual journey,
I know that Happiness is my Destiny.
This day is specially made for me.
You speak your words
and your words
speaks of who you are.
Your language paints
picture of truth
yet like clouds, truth gradually shifts.
You are a wild flower
with the wind.
You savor with lust
the subtle wicked
in your friendly smile.
Your story... dim...
from your past and beyond darkness,
Your gaze, distinct, sharp
Yet undemanding, unchallenging.
Care seemed not to be your
cup of tea, but
that’s not what I see.
Out of darkness, you reveal
with shimmering light;
this meekness in your heart.
Your shadow, portray
your father’s love;
Bold, Dominant, Stern.
Nothing but in your weakness;
the vast encounter in your life’s adventure;
only strength sets you free.
Your name brings true image,
In Greek, in Latin, in Spanish;
Only the one, who brings triumph and victory.