San Juan river cut her route through the mountains Isolated farms made her their home Not a single cell tower Forget about modern age This place between the mountains with modern humans Named Dulce, her hidden gem was worth the isolated drive Worth getting lost for Her mountain ridges worth more than the sum of my worth Her people, so close to Mother Earth Taken care of me when I needed a home She is the gem I must have been looking for I crave for her isolated paradise Yet terrified of her Of her isolation If I could, I would maybe get lost in her mountains To maybe find myself To see my own reflection In her waters where the fish grow without knowing what is, what is humans I want the peace like her people A little place of heaven Of self isolation