A whirpool of butterflies
Las mariposas
and we travel the road to the waterfall
el cascade
Sylvie and I move along trough giant leaves and
rainbow flowers
and are blessed
with the calls of birds, the flight of others and with the whirpool
of butterflies
leading our journey.
The butterflies are fairies
and the clouds ebb and flow
becominng houses and dragons and the magic carpets
sailing towards the Pacific.
The volcanoe towers above our travels and the ants are busy
carrying leaves to feed their next meal.
The trail climbs and we sing songs in multiple languages
serenading the jungle forest and the butterfly guides.
Swimming beneath the waterfall
is a blessing
a hard spray of water
tumbling down the steep
slopes of our ancestor.
The volcanoe.
We love life
We sing
and at the end of the journey
a fanta awaits
us at the local drinking hole.
Life is good.
La vida muy bueno
We walk our life
Bike our life
live our life in this moment.
We are in love.
La vida es muy buena.
This life is good.
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