Azul

Dedico esta entrada a un gato azul que....

de vez en vez se da sus vueltas por aqui....

Cosa curiosa, es que ningun gato que conozco....

aun con sus nueve vidas, podra o puede....

describir tan solo una de ellas en ocho oportunidades.

Asi que dejare el juego de la bola de ocho estambres para otro dia...

Hoy no puedo resumir, ni siquiera explicar... mi gatubela experiencia de la vida

A prayer

You rebuild the eyes of a man once, Could you rebuild mine?
So that I could see hope through this hopelessness.
So that I could stay, focus on the promises.
When fate is the substance of the things we don’t see, I want to be able to grasp that substance.
I need new eyes, because these of mine are dried out powerless.
I might sound discouraged but I am in need, this used to be more easy before, when my years were young, just a few, is getting remote and distant as time goes by, I wish I could change that.
I do not want to disappoint you or offend you; I have to recognize this before I can reach a higher conscience.