Sendero de Mi Esperanza

On a lonely path, I find my heart
Away from the pains of these growing days
The light through the trees, so red, so beautiful...

How can I compare?

I can only walk these paths
Following my heart
My hope

How can I ever compare?

As the time grows old and the tired sun falls sleep, the trees grow red with fire, as if the world around me were softly ablaze...quitly crying...a flow of red blood...a crimson glow...my soul.
The sun sets...
The wind blows...
The trees grow black with night...

As I lie on the grass...taking it all in...
I remember you...
I remember your kindness...your compassion...
Your memory lets me fall asleep...
My path no longer dim...

Your starlight lights my way.


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Dedicated to Victoria Roybal
Rest in Peace Victoria...I will always remember you...