A PRAYER . . . UNA ORACION . . .

For the children in the furthest places in the world who cannot get an education . . .

for the clouded forest which does not receive the sun to help the flowers bloom . . . 

for the environmentalists who are hopeful planet earth will survive the debris . . . 

for the countries called 'third world' and cannot yet ascend to 'second place' . . . 

for the travelers who undergo the hustle and bustle of mistakes made in airports . . .

for the clean air we breath and fill our lungs with hope . . . 

for the people we meet through travel and bring joy into our lives . . .

forr the pioneers who thought of keeping the rain forest alive. . . 

for the trains that travel early in the morning to get us to work or home. . . 

for the friends we make alone the way . . .

for the fruits that grow in trees which keep us free of colds and refresh our days . . . 

for the vendors and the . . . .

for the maliku tribe which tries to keep their ancestry alive . . . 

for  the day destined to take us back home . . . 

for the friends and family who wait for us in airports. . . 

for the silent night that allows us to reflect in the experience we just had. .