Don Alejandro, Amigo Eterno*
The essence of our cigars reveals an odd flavour. They are strange. Have a taste of sadness. An aroma of absence.
But beyond some of its frustrations, you showed us how Life is nice And along the path you taught us how to understand it Then our memory projects scenes of joy in the actual mourning And this perfume of Life dilutes the lingering odour of Departure Our sorrow timidly fades away
From now on, if we perceive a funny new taste in a cigar It will probably be a message from the Pantheon of great Men Because if such an assembly exists, you are certainly there And – of course – you must still be thinking about soils, plantation, irrigation Harvest, drying, fermentation, rolling and tasting
Precisely, right now you most likely must be discussing about the last crops and their future cigars And you will perhaps forever do and seize all opportunities to share a new thought or a new idea But also – and please – make finally the most of your time, quietly, with depth and calm Far away from the thousands visits and the millions flashes In the warmth of your wisdom and with the vigour of our gratitude
In this eternal serenity that took you away May you find the true peace of the Just and of the Nice Don Alejandro, Amigo Eterno
* In Spanish: “Don Alejandro, Eternal friend”
Yours, Didier Houvenaghel |




