Somewhere in great nature, Panama resides.
Many different colored roaming birds;
Dozen cows and wild horses gazing together in herds.
Far beyond the city, cows chewed grass
and pigs sat in warm ponds at noon,
and stray dogs barked after moving vehicles on a hill
As the sun began to die and the moon began
breaking the clouds, i'd lay awake, silently listening to distant animals and insects running off into the warm night
while tree branches tore through the wind miracously
And suddenly the utmost sound found its way into my mind. That of the little motions of night creatures
and stirrings and the thought of waking up in the pink light of early morning and beginning another adventure with my sister.
Panama is a place where people ****** an utter stranger with love and suffocate you with warm embraces
Oregon is becoming more and more a distant memory filled with fading faces.
With every breath, my body is filling itself with the beautiful essence and details of this country
All the blissful regions, rocky and slender
Out and about
Discovering the fresh and the bright.
In the ministry our words poured out like fragrance
Wisdom and peace was brought to those who inhaled every word
This trip has fulfilled its purpose
Teaching me to forget the things behind and stretch forward to the things ahead (Philippians 3:13)
~ M Mondragon
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 10:22 PM UTC
Somewhere in great nature, Panama resides.
Many different colored roaming birds;
Dozen cows and wild horses gazing together in herds.
Far beyond the city, cows chewed grass
and pigs sat in warm ponds at noon,
and stray dogs barked after moving vehicles on a hill
As the sun began to die and the moon began
breaking the clouds, i'd lay awake, silently listening to distant animals and insects running off into the warm night
while tree branches tore through the wind miracously
And suddenly the utmost sound found its way into my mind. That of the little motions of night creatures
and stirrings and the thought of waking up in the pink light of early morning and beginning another adventure with my sister.
Panama is a place where people ****** an utter stranger with love and suffocate you with warm embraces
Oregon is becoming more and more a distant memory filled with fading faces.
With every breath, my body is filling itself with the beautiful essence and details of this country
All the blissful regions, rocky and slender
Out and about
Discovering the fresh and the bright.
In the ministry our words poured out like fragrance
Wisdom and peace was brought to those who inhaled every word
This trip has fulfilled its purpose
Teaching me to forget the things behind and stretch forward to the things ahead (Philippians 3:13)
~ M Mondragon
My trip to Panama
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