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