I am a firm believer that you are never too old to learn. I am not a traditionalist. I question everything, including myself. I am not a perfect man, nor do I expect perfection from the people I know. However, I do expect people to be real. I love to laugh and to make people laugh. I have come to realize that the truth hurts, but in truth comes freedom. We all know it hurts to be free.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Poem 18: Mi Mariposa (Spanish Version)
Mi mariposa hermosa
cómo deseo
para ver sus alas
Estoy enamorado
con su vuelo
usted vive adentro
de las flores
que crecen de
mi corazón
el ritmo de
sus alas empareje
el golpe de
mi corazón
Mi mariposa
usted es hermosa
de cada manera
su forma
su forma
quiero volar
con usted y compartir
el cielo hasta
que el sol fije
y comparta
claro de luna
hasta que su cansar
de las alas
mi mariposa hermosa
no hay nada que viene
cerca como la observacion
de sus alas
tal vez no soy capaz
de siempre
tiener la aqui
pero te amaré
por siempre
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va"Dreams of Freedom"
I dreamed of freedom last night
I dreamed of freedom today
I dream of freedom in America
even when I am awake
I dream one day I too can fly south just like the Monarch Butterflies that start their journey back home when the weather up north turns cold
I too dream of the warmth and safety of my home
Safe from fear and loneliness
Safe from my own human desires and Safe from my instincts to do good and inflict unintentional harm to those who dare love me.
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