”Sense of liberty”last part:Seed of liberty

I will find my destiny because in the deep I have faith in the tomorrow. Changes the time today, the rays of the sun strike my face, and they caress my soul. Augury of a better world, the rays graze the ground; it will grow a new seed called liberty. Nigh to the heart of the man there is a breach for the hope, all can cultivate their future. Liar is the man that says not to believe, because it is far the day in which we will lose the faith. Insuperable this sunset I can feel emotions and to touch the infinity. Variable is the human soul, as the cloudy sky that is uncertain on the future. End of all of my fears, if the men made to grow the seed of the liberty, the evil would not exist. Finally I have understood the sense of the liberty, I will grow the plant of the Tomorrow in my heart, ready to welcome it. Ode to this day of hope, if the other ones would believe in these words, life would have a deep meaning. Recall your spirit, a lot can give the man that it has lost everything, leaving in his heart only the hope. Every can fight for this great ideal, because the seed grows in every land, it grows in all those people who have not stopped dreaming. Vernal it is the sky today, as if it was deprived of every cloud, colored only from the joy of whom has had faith, and he has not stopped fighting. End of this poetry, if someone had to read it, please not forget the seed, because it is our future. The man thatwill lose the liberty, will lose himself. Remembers this, the men don't have to lose themselves to find again the hope, because a flower, a smile, a gesture are signs of this endless cicle that are the life. ...Only who lives with the liberty, the faith, the hope lives in this cycle ...The life teaches this...