The Man Who Sings

I have an uncle who sings

He sings the sweet notes of love and joy

The love that flows through your veins and has no choice but to escape through the eyes for everyone to see

The joy that spreads until everyone has a piece

He sings with many words, but none at all

I have an uncle who laughs

He laughs at everything and nothing at all

The sound of his laughter is enough to fill the room and touch all the those surrounding him

The kind of laughter that forms deep in your soul and starts erupting from your insides for everyone to enjoy

A laugh that is loud, but silent at once

I have an uncle who dances

He dances in the fields of green of our country

His movements so fluid, as if to be in conversation with

Nature, the trees, the sky,

Heaven

I have an uncle who lives

He lives to love and loves to live

He is extraordinary

He lives in his songs of love and joy,

His laughter that fills the room

His dances in union with nature

He no longer lives on Earth, but he is closer than ever