Quito sing the song of my heart!
Between your mountain ranges
the air is light — so high you are!
I watch the lights at night’s fall
Basillica Del Voto in all her grandeur
Sweet Ecuador holds you so dear!
You were born upon the ruins
of an ancient Inca city
I lay my soul at your feet
Sing to me my Andean highlands
Kiss me with your ancient lore
dust my lips — so gently close my eyes
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December 7th, 2013 at 11:10 pm
A beautiful poem for Ecuador. Thank you.
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December 8th, 2013 at 5:35 pm
Thank you for your kind words!
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