But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you and loved the sorrows of your changing face.

When you are old and the life in you is a golden ghost, love struck and roaming the land as a nomad, I will hear you. I will feel every prick of your presence in my skin and my flesh will wave with the knowledge that your paper sailboat is near.

When you are old, your eyes will resemble that of the jaguire and they will bleed blue for the earth.

When you are old your hair will intertwine with the volcanoes of the world and the lady in the fire will have her lover in her arms once again, and the world will feel your peace.

When you are old your dreams will become ancient stories painted in the clouds that children will watch in the evenings when the light is low.

When you are old your song will be in my voice, and my strings will tighten as I remember, and release as I cry.

When you are old I will be with you in the breeze as you rest your tired feet by the side of the road, for I will be in the pictures you make in the sand with your walking stick.

When you are old your body will become a quilted blanket made by the elders of the past, with woven roses and dragonflies stitched into the seems.

When you are old your children will line up to hear the stories of your love, a rose.

When you are old I will love your years!

When you are old I will be old.

I love Ricky. Straight up.
He is the most insightful, inspiring, insane (in a goooood way) brudda I've known. Always there to show that things arent as they seem, yet are exactly as they should be. He has lived so many lives, yet he is not old. So honest, and true, his words come from deep within his Jaguar soul. His laughter can bring a smile to the saddest of hearts, but wait! Dont be sad! Cry, let it out, scream and kick, but dont be SAD... life is BEAUTIFUL! Dats what Ricky can show you. La Vida es Bonita! I will always and forever appreciate his role in my life. Gracias por estar allí para mí cuando le necesito. Estoy siempre aquí para usted. Happy leap year! Mahalo Brudda! ~lluvia~

a different color'd brotha
from anotha motha,

this spirit friend, ricky,
is supa simple, never tricky;

just a few things,
this star traveler needs
coconuts, music, and a loving community...

so much love flows from this source,
gentle as a mouse, strength like a horse;

i'm blessed in this life,
cuz a ricky hug can erase all the sufferin' & strife....

so much love for you, ricky,
to the point of tears.......

I met Ricky about a year ago at a party. I kind of knew his friend Anu from Ecstatic Dance, but I had been a little reserved and not gotten to know him well. Then I heard Ricky singing to his friend to "pass me the water, oh, oh, pass me, the oh oh water" and I fell in love. I grokked that there was this whole other circle of people who were just like me but I hadn't tapped into them yet, and Ricky was the one who was the bridge that connected me to them. And I didn't even know him, it was just hearing him sing rather than speak his request. And I've seen from afar and from up close this magick that he works of bringing people together in love and joy and friendship and I am so grateful to have him in this world and in my world. Mahahlo, Ricky.

if u wanna manifest all ur dreams true hang with this boy