Hermana Mayor

The sun rises above infinite cotton clouds
Spreading its light on this blessed land
 Watching the soft roll of waves,
Listening to its gentle sound,
It is a moment to appreciate all other moments
That makeup our grand finiteness
 Who knows what violent rumble underneath
Pushed this rock a little higher than the sea
Who knows when the first seed planted
Grew and thickened into a tree
 But by our creator’s design
Nature persevered,
Labored not in vain,
To gift us the sublime

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David Bonifacio

David Bonifacio Husband, Father, CEO of Bridge. #DB

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