Don’t go to Bali my friend. <br /> <br />Even if the whales whistle you the way, <br />even if the dolphins dance for you to stay, <br />even if the spirits possess you when you pray. <br /> <br />Even if the sun is king or the winds are fair, <br />or even if the sea currents take you there, <br />and even if you are charmed <br />by the gamelan music in the air. <br /> <br />Or the dancers of barong <br />and the outfits of sarong, <br />or the feasts of spice <br />and the paddies of rice, <br />or the volcanoes of light <br />and the temples of white. <br /> <br />Come what may in the end, <br />don’t go to Bali my friend.<br /><br />Niko Tiliopoulos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-go-to-bali/
