Colors of Mexico: A Journey Through Her Heart
In Mexico City’s bustling heart,
Where ancient stones and skyscrapers start,
The pulse of history beats so loud,
A vibrant city, alive and proud.
Cancún’s waves, a turquoise dream,
Soft sands that shimmer, sunlit gleam,
Where ocean whispers tales untold,
Of coral reefs and sunsets bold.
Tulum’s ruins, kissed by sea and sky,
Mayan secrets in the breeze float by,
Sacred stones in emerald light,
Guarding stories through day and night.
Along the Riviera Maya’s shore,
Where jungle meets the ocean’s roar,
Cenotes deep and skies so wide,
Nature and spirit walk side by side.
Mérida’s streets with colonial grace,
Where Yucatán’s warm smiles embrace,
Colors burst from every door,
Heritage and warmth at core.
Chichén Itzá, ancient and wise,
Pyramids that touch the skies,
Echoes of time in every stone,
A legacy carved in bone.
Monterrey stands, proud and strong,
Where mountains sing a modern song,
Steel and spirit intertwined,
A city forged by human mind.
Guadalajara’s mariachis sing as twilight falls,
Ranchera echoes through the walls,
Beneath the Mexican sun, cacti rise,
Silent watchers of endless skies.
Oaxaca’s art in every hue,
Crafted by hands both old and new,
Spices dance on streets so bright,
A festival of taste and light.
Zacatlán’s fog and apple trees,
Cool mountain air, a gentle breeze,
Where nature’s quiet rhythms flow,
And autumn’s colors softly glow.
Los Cabos’ desert meets the sea,
A land of contrasts wild and free,
Golden shores and rugged cliffs,
Where sun and salt leave their gifts.
San Miguel de Allende’s charm,
Cobblestone streets with open arms,
Art and history intertwined,
A haven for the wandering mind.
Puerto Vallarta’s bay so wide,
Where ocean waves and sunsets glide,
Fishermen cast their nets at dawn,
In this paradise reborn.
Mexico, in all her colors bright,
A tapestry of day and night,
Where past and present dance as one,
Beneath the ever-burning sun.
— Meenakshi Singh
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