Mr. Sancho’s Rainbow Dance

Mr. Sancho’s Rainbow Dance
 
Dreadlocks flying free as the wind
He finds redemption
In a Marley vinyl
That fine-tunes his soul
For an irrepressible dance
On the streets of Old Cartagena
Where he is a song of nature
Strummed on the guitar of his body
When his sinewy muscle strings vibrate
To the freedom of a Caribeña breeze
 
There he hovers like a dragonfly
In the shadow of Spanish colonial Cathedral
Winged feet dance with the sun
In his Caribbean sandals
As he flamenco struts  
With a sunbeam
Poured like amber rum
From the crystal blue goblet
Of heaven’s distillery