"Walking
a Road"
by:
Miguel Gonzalez
On
this day I walk a road
A
road with curve and bend
I
think looking outward at my path
Seeing
the beginning but not the end
Outside
it’s cold and here it’s warm
But
for many days I planned
And
time was running past
So
with the first step I began
Each
step I take with a cautious pace
And
I look right in front of me
Each
time I glimpse ahead
I
find joy in what I see
I’ve
not gone far but start to tire
So
on an empty bench I rest
A
familiar voice greeted me
And
told me stories of yesterday’s best
My
friend is old and begins to weaken
His
breaths becoming fast
On
a bench he stops and sits
He’s
found his place at last
I
offer to stay but he tells me to go
To
go and finish what I began
Time
has become more precious now
So
I gathered strength and ran
I
look far ahead like before
Straight
at my journey’s end
My
sprint is ended by a fall
And
I look up to see another friend
He
has stopped when others passed
And
brought me up with helping hands
Kind
was he to carry me
Across
rough seas and treacherous lands
The
time had come for friends to part
He
had his path and I had mine
The
sky grew dark, the air cold
There
it was, my chance to shine
I
walked with speed but with care
During
these last steps I find my pace
Watching
my step while looking far
Not
wasting time, not in a race
I
know myself
My
adventure’s done
My
fear allayed
My
desire gone
On
this day I walked a road
A
road with curves and bends
I think looking back at my path
I couldn't have done it without friends
Heaven’s
Perch
By:
Miguel Gonzalez
Looking
down from heaven’s perch
So
far from the earth below
I
stand here on lonely ground
With
far too many sad truths to show
Old
land tainted by neglect
Wind
silenced by concrete chain
Sunlight
fades as darkness sets
From
the sky above falls bitter rain
Notice
first, the many lights
Very
tempting to the eye
Some
glow dim, some burning bright
Towards
the fire do foolish moths fly
There!
You see the buildings rise
Towers
made of black and grey
Rarely
seeing heaven’s white
A
terrible place for man to stay
From
here you see men at work
Each
day, the same as the rest
Walking
circles without end
Knowing
they will never live life’s best
It
is sad for me to return
Down
below to the land of lies
Back
to my sadness and my pride
I
wish I could see the world through God’s eyes
A
Cold Winter Night
BY
MIGUEL GONZALEZ
How
silent the snow falls,
Silent
as the cold it sends
As
I travel a road;
A
road that never ends
I
pass by a man lying,
On
the frosty ground
He
lies there still,
Without
a sound
His
eyes, closed;
His
hands, cold
His
life, a story
Never
to be told
I
paid him a visit,
On
a dark night
Though,
I was never,
Never
within his sight
I
could not see his face,
For
my eyes are blind
Memories
of him,
I
will never find
As
I go on,
I
don’t feel sad
Feelings
for him,
I
never had
He
was a man,
To
whom my gift I gave
He
was a man,
No
one could save
As
I visit him again,
Now
I am his guide
On
an unearthly journey
On
a boat we ride
I
continue to row
We
travel far
We
meet the Great Judge
The
guiding star
Our
trip nears end
We
can see the light
He
goes to a place
No
longer gray but white
He
steps out
And
says his last goodbye
Happy
forever
Never
to die
I
live a life,
No
man can live
I
must leave now,
For
I have more gifts to give