|We Drive to Camp - Gayle Kaune |
We Drive to Camp
-on the first night, while making a covenant, several people mentioned looking into another’s eyes as a sign of listening, acceptance, and connection.
We drive to camp bleary-eyed
after following a year of yellow lines,
But the center that wants to welcome us
is unfinished – only a floor.
We must sing our own welcome then,
in English, Swahili, Portuguese,
and shape a community
enveloped in this summer’s heat.
Look at the Lake –
this place was here long before us
and frozen one winter,
allowed two tribes to meet.
Nez Perce, Coeur d’Alene, held
a moment of communion,
just as we can create
a week of peace:
Let the campfire consume your troubles.
Let the dock float away with your sighs.
Let the stars come down and enter
the wild iris of your eyes.
July 16, 2006