To my friend, Miguel

To my friend, Miguel Almost seventeen years, do you remember? We met in Canterbury We lived in the same house. In a silent, English-style, beautiful road Miguel, Miguel. My old soul brother. My Bible teacher. Do you remember? Evening times, you gave me lessons, lessons from the Bible. Teacher You are a signer. A marker. Your stigma is mine. I am your follower I remember you. I respect your intelligence. Five languages. Spanish jewish Miguel, my friend, I have tried so many times to find you in virtual life But you do not exist. Why? I want to say thank you for my fifteen years. Reading Your science magnetized me. My Bible Teacher. From our friendship, my dear and respected flatmate. Miguel You are my friend Where are you? Missing Your teachings And your Bible