William Garza
Veteran Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- Camino Frances, The Jakobsweg
I hope you find your Laughter again...that you find a bubbling joyous fountain of laughter that comes from a unburdened soul
I hope you find your feeling of youth again..a...boundless energy for looking foreward to the possibilities tomorrow holds
That the chains of age are loosed and the dread of having more days behind than ahead...
Forgotten
I hope your steps are light and bouncing from muscles that are hard and ready to carry you forward,always forward
I hoe your breath is easy on every hill
I hope your soul- loosed of any burden rests easy
I hope your Spirit...
Burns..BRIGHT ! And hot in your breast...brighter than the sun,moon and stars
So bright that i may see it in your face...in your eyes
I hope your mind goes blank
Free of clutter, dregs and dross from your life..here
And is quiet over..there
I hope your touched intimately
Inappropriately...
By the cold wind...to remind you that when you shiver..your still alive
Still feel a need to be alive...that the sun burns your skin
So that you know that there are greater powers
When the sweat on your pate beads and drops into your eyes that you wipe them and remember
Everything we see isnt always good
But we can wipe our eyes and keep looking for things that are
You feet hurt..to remind you how far you have come
And need to go
I hope you dance to castanets and guitarras and clapping hands in a far off land
Raise your voice in resounding joy with fellow travelers..so they may know joy
I hope when you lay in your resting place
You have the sleep of the just
I hope you find these things and other treasures along the Way.
Off you go Pilgrim!
I hope you find your feeling of youth again..a...boundless energy for looking foreward to the possibilities tomorrow holds
That the chains of age are loosed and the dread of having more days behind than ahead...
Forgotten
I hope your steps are light and bouncing from muscles that are hard and ready to carry you forward,always forward
I hoe your breath is easy on every hill
I hope your soul- loosed of any burden rests easy
I hope your Spirit...
Burns..BRIGHT ! And hot in your breast...brighter than the sun,moon and stars
So bright that i may see it in your face...in your eyes
I hope your mind goes blank
Free of clutter, dregs and dross from your life..here
And is quiet over..there
I hope your touched intimately
Inappropriately...
By the cold wind...to remind you that when you shiver..your still alive
Still feel a need to be alive...that the sun burns your skin
So that you know that there are greater powers
When the sweat on your pate beads and drops into your eyes that you wipe them and remember
Everything we see isnt always good
But we can wipe our eyes and keep looking for things that are
You feet hurt..to remind you how far you have come
And need to go
I hope you dance to castanets and guitarras and clapping hands in a far off land
Raise your voice in resounding joy with fellow travelers..so they may know joy
I hope when you lay in your resting place
You have the sleep of the just
I hope you find these things and other treasures along the Way.
Off you go Pilgrim!