jungle haiku

This past week, Mario and I were invited to a ***** albergue in the folds of the Amazon basin where in exchange for doing an evaluation of the 12 highly professional guides they have and going on all of the expeditions to the canopy, the lakes, and the river, we were given free food and board. It was cool. Weird though to share the week almost solely with honeymooners, fresh from the altar. Fresh faces, fresh rings, young and a little scared looking. Although, tarantulas don't help.

So I wrote them a haiku.

new rings like torches

heavy held by trembling hands

illuminate paths

In honor of my childhood buddy, Katie, and her brand new husband, Ryan.