Only God works miracles!

The dawn begins again in my soil of beauties, Venezuela. With the light that the greater star gives us, its beautiful trills intone the birds that God arranged to live in this country. A child is born who tomorrow will be a scientist, the seed of an apamate will sprout that will shade the Ávila, a poem will be written that will delight millions, a song will be sung that will give the world a return, two lovebirds will fall in love and will take place in marriage , a beautiful young girl dreams of being queen and gets it; Beautiful things happen in my beloved land.
Venezuela

Along with a dreamy painting, one draws a very gray that grieves, that bothers, that is embedded in our flesh as if it were a dross. That tries to erase hope from my homeland. And that with the passing of the days it becomes more contagious, so much so that it takes away the joy that identifies us as Venezuelans.

What do I long for my Venezuela? Definitely, we Venezuelans are more aware that we have a task as responsible citizens in this beautiful country. That we understand that the time that we had to live has a space so that each of us here contribute a grain of sand in the development of substantial solutions for the Homeland to afloat.

Salto Ángel

Only God can make my Venezuela be restored.

Let's pray for this beautiful country.

Venezuela free!