Rhythms flashing lightening quick through minds of everyone wanting a turn on the dance floor.
Riding into shadows of another time, loving melodies and their sights while traveling into a new station in life.
One where only intellect can find its way through, being intrigued by its tantalizing rhythm.
Getting a rise out of tempos as they suddenly move faster along with colors of the rainbow.
An exciting and beautiful lane through nature, nothing ever taking a short cut in this magnificent valley.
A valley filled with cacti and mesquite trees, the only objects to be bowed to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem