An act of gratitude or desire, a prayer is cast. Molded in mauve and tangerine corral awash on the shore. Sprayed on the ocean foam, in puffer-fish and burgundy and cantaloupe crabs. Written in the sighs of sea pebbles collected by children like papayas and pineapples. Alighted across the sunset sky, a tequila dream, a constricted wish misplaced. A heron’s feet ablaze. The pelican’s eyes. The parrots’ squawking wake up call. And a butterfly. These are prayers.