Beneath the jungle's canopy
Lie subleties of tree top height
Boosted so by waters close
There in depths foreboding lie
Clouded surfaces of debris
A cover eerie still and silent
Mysterious and darkened 'neath
A world apart from sunlight lit
Encircled in alimestone fortress
Colours alit in artifical light
They magnify the dazzled mind
So clear as if one can soar there
Above the halocline flowing by
As if a river of mirages fluid
Its saline waving borders go
Diving through its illusive limits
Bubbles breakup sediments
That bring clouds extending
Stalagtites and stalagmites stand
Untouched since flooded find
In an aquatic arena magnificant
Found through passage tight
Slow is smooth, smooth is fast
Beauty bounds in balance
Precautions to assure return
By lines, by backup, by peers
That shared wonder bonds men
A child's discovery is reborn
Known by so few, essential still
A world of light kept by dark
Cenotés' route to the underworld