Costa Rica

Pura Vida

As the swallow kisses the surface and weaves through the rainforest,
Smells of tomorrow fills my lungs, I inhale and taste pure life
Listening to peace as the belly of the boat rumbles through the river,
My eyes can’t see beyond yesterday, and I am enveloped in pure life
Across the wild, life watches intently waiting for the intrusion to end,
And we descend from emergent to the pit of the volcanic ash,
We are swallowed in pure life!



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