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Paradise

pitta patter    
words that matter    
footprints left on sand  
   
around the fire      
tribes they gather      
stories shared hand in hand      
     
unconfined      
not counting minutes      
exploring delights      
without a price  
 
like-minded people      
unshackled spirits      
a bohemian’s
paradise      
     
workshops      
classes      
and group dances      
harmoniously      
collectively      
together  
   
laughing along      
to our infinite chances      
we’re one      
in our hearts its forever      
     
no matter the culture      
or the ethnicity      
we all flew here      
to ascend      
 
with this simplicity      
without toxicity
this experience      
was a perfect blend
Tuncs
Written by Tuncs (-Alice-)
Published | Edited 4th Jun 2020
Author's Note
My boyfriend and I travelled to Panama for two weeks. We stayed at this festival, that was like no other, a spiritual family of physical strangers. It was out of this world and he wanted to make a...
My boyfriend and I travelled to Panama for two weeks. We stayed at this festival, that was like no other, a spiritual family of physical strangers. It was out of this world and he wanted to make a poem to try to remember our experience. This is our first collaboration, as he also creates his own poetry. This is just a glimpse into a place you should see - Tribal Gathering Festival now holds a special place in our hearts. From myself and Jonny, hope you enjoyed this read
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