• Hoy

    Rítmica, lenta, se desliza el alba
    Silenciosamente llega, donde, desvelada estoy,
    Alumbra mi lecho, desolado y triste
    Y el ayer pasado, lo convierte en hoy.... more »

  • What Is Poetry?

    Words playfully gathered
    To depict the inner-most sensitivity
    Of a feeling, of a struggle;
    At the light of the Truth.... more »

  • Why Me?

    Lifelong coddled by love, care, and guidance
    Protected by angels of merciful power
    To keep my walk straight,
    My sight high in heaven,... more »