] The Fisherman
The Gonzales Saga
The Gonzales Saga
Ninty miles across the sea:
An alien--all lost--alone
Nino buoyed over wave and foam
Had ventured out upon the calm
From tropic Cuba by degree
With sweet madre--from home towards home.
Ninty miles across the sea:
All sailed fron isle toward paradise;
All sailed in faith toward the sun:
La madre, su nino, and company,
Their joyous el mundo soon to come.
They sailed their star--stars in their eyes.