Cordoba

One day I will go to Cordoba
Walk along the old cobbled streets
And hear the echoes
From many centuries ago
When the Muslims ruled Iberia
I will see the colourful flowing robes
Or white against the dazzling sun 
Endless gardens of symmetry
 Exotic flowers, fountains, cascading waterfalls
Cordoba enters my soul
The scent of spices and sweet perfumes 
Will waft from the bazaars
The scientists, physicians, poets
Alive with thought, buzzing with ideas, vibrant
A new, tolerant, exciting way of life
An amalgamation of people, religions, languages
That is how we worked best
Lived at our best
How I yearn for that Cordoba

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