There is a man
He is my brother, my hoca, my love
He brought me to God
He opened up my eyes
He taught me to clear my mind, and clean my heart.
He told me stories
Reasons to live
Reasons to die
Reasons to share
Reasons to despair.
He showed me things
The obvious the hidden
The eyes of the soul
And the warmth of love.
His gifts
Of Knowledge
Of tests
Of acknowledgement
Of advices.
And so for knowing him
God loves me I know
For he is the greatest Gift I received
Although not to be kept
He is a gift to the Light
To a life worth living
This gift I shall treasure always
and remember well
For when I remember him, I remember Him too
And vice versa.
Friday, April 9, 2010
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