I have a key
to a red gate
that leads to land
with a small sandy beach
on a narrow shining river.
At the moment
there are sloths
sheltered
In cabuya trees,
parrots screaming
in the infinite rain.
I go there in my mind
sometimes -
Just stand there
in the sun,
in the future.
I'm happy where
my feet are now
and also happy
to have this key.