May your flight be high... very high.
That thousands of stars accompany your adventure.

May the womb of the cosmos sweetly covet you
and lullaby your sleep, angelical voices from the Eternal.

May your Light shine, like the light of a thousand suns.

May nothing disturb your trip towards the All
May you find the path of time and space
A tapestry of harmonic pageantry
in an infinite concert of love,
conceived and made voice in your song.

May peace and stillness take you by the hand.

With a light load to carry, may your soul move
by the regions of harmonic substances,
and arrive from your journey to warm regions,
where you may dive in waters of amber
and repose your esence over sands of nacar.

May everything you have loved be given to you.

May you find the truth and it cover you with its quilt,
and it guide you without doubtrs, fears or doubt
without false premises, nor tormented knots.

That free ¡FINALLY! freedom itself become your own
and you find in the embrace
of the universe... all its tenderness.

May your flight be high... very high...