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Every face a sunny smile,
Every wave a happy hello,
Even the islands, so full
of grace,
like arms open,
waiting,
a welcome embrace.
The Spirit of the islands
of the Baha Mar.
Goatskin drums pound the
life
in many a neighborhood,
Lined dancers stomp rhythmic
down many a city street,
And costumed-revellers march
to the islands' heart beat.
The Spirit of the islands
of the Baha Mar.
Sandy sidewalk jam sessions
tell a story: "It's
Love, love
alone..."
Classy club guitar virtuosos
strum all souls:
"Love take me
there. Anywhere..."
And seaside choirs every
Sunday
sing the truth: "And
they will know
us by our love, the only way..."
The Spirit of the islands
of the Baha Mar.*
John 13:35 |
