Mar 31, 2021

The power of the tribe.

One by one, the campfires 

Light up across the valley floor. 

Humans on the face of the world. 

Here in the Sacramento Valley, a bat 

Can eat ten insects in one minute. 

Mexican free-tail bats. Red bats. 

Millions of them. 

And on those campfires?

Some kind of game. 

Rabbit on a spit. Mule deer. 

The power of the tribe. 

The food chain at night.


An old sow napping 

in the cool mud 

no past, no regrets 

just sunshine

and cool, cool mud

oh my, such a lovely day.


Henry Wo Yue-Kee

Humanity as a whole flourishes best when we all flourish together.

-Ven. Bhikkhu Bodhi

Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. Practice resurrection. 

-Wendell Berry

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