Mather Campground Blessings
all these little red fires
dotting the campground
sending smoke and heat and resin
into the night sky
all these cold white fiery points
glistening down from the black night
so many suns in our far-flung galaxy
a sea of milky possibilities
I’m seized by the profound joy of being here
on a by-and-large hospitable
(even in these uncertain disaster-prone days)
planet
thank you combustion
radiation
equilibrium
fire and night
