Time

William Garza said:

As I sit here at ohhh...Three very dark and late...
In Pain from one of my many..
I despair.
Are the grains running their course...
Are there going to be enough?

Right now ,I feel as though the hours glass has broken and I am running dry.

But I think of the Peregrino..out there, in the light of dawn.
Mayhap at St.Johns Gate?
Or some quiet calle on the way to nites rest.
I hope the same River of Stars shine over your head
I hope they lead you toward your inmost desire
I hope there is no stone in your shoes..to slow your way
I hope your pack is lighter as you go along the Way.
I hope the quiet throughout..
Reaches the deepest..within.
I hope the summits..are endless
I hope you find yourself atop..more than below.
I hope the wine of sorrow, that bitter seasons vine...is culled and only the finest of vintages is yours to sip.

That is my Prayer for the Pilgrim on the Road.

Mi Corazon va Contigo
Mi Alma esta aya en una Via.

Be Blessed Peregrino!

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