I will set up a tent

costa-rica-030I will set up a tent

beside the ocean for my soul

to camp there, salty air caressing

inner thoughts, sand

exfoliating down my

gritty, vile anxieties.

I will set up a tent

beside the ocean for my soul

to camp there, rolling

waves crashing against

obstacles, tearing them

down, polishing

them into smooth seashells.

I will set up a tent

beside the ocean for my soul

to camp there, chatting

with blue hermit crabs,

cawing with pelicans

and cranes, slithering

through warm brown leaves

with belly full iguanas.

I will set up a tent

beside the ocean for my soul

to camp there, devouring fleshy shark

and red snapper, shimmying up

long-necked palms to rescue

clusters of dates, quenching coconuts.

I will set up a tent

beside the ocean for my soul

to camp there, bathing

in comforting moonlight, letting

stars rain down their protection,

bright little angels

of the dark, vast night.

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