Golden Rhythms of Spain

In Spain where the sun drapes gold on the land,

Madrid awakens, proud and grand.

The Royal Palace gleams beneath azure skies,

And in bustling plazas, life never lies.

Barcelona hums with Gaudí’s dream,

Sagrada Família rises, a sacred gleam.

Las Ramblas pulses with laughter and song,

While the Mediterranean whispers all day long.

Seville dances to flamenco’s fire,

Castanets ringing with heart’s desire.

The Giralda towers, proud and high,

Reflecting passion under the Andalusian sky.

Mallorca’s shores, where turquoise waves kiss,

Cliffs and coves in sunlit bliss.

Ibiza pulses with night’s electric glow,

Where music and stars in union flow.

Segovia holds the Alcázar fair,

A fairy-tale fortress floating in air.

Its spires reach toward dreams untold,

Stone and legend entwined in gold.

Valencia thrives with La Tomatina’s cheer,

Citrus-scented streets draw visitors near.

The futuristic City of Arts greets all,

While paella simmers, saffron’s golden call.

Oh Spain, where history and heart entwine,

Where flamenco’s rhythm and sunlight shine.

From mountain peak to island shore,

Your soul calls, and we long for more.

                                      — Meenakshi Singh