May 17,2014

Day is done
Day is done

Gone the sun.

From the lakes,

From the hills,

From the skies.

All is well;

Safely rest:

God is nigh.

This was the last song of the evening around the campfire at summer camp.  It was cooling off in the mountains, by the lakes, at night. Singing around the campfire was my favorite activity.  It was dark.  We were all anonymous, all equal, all the same.  It smelled good.   We were pleasantly tired.  I didn’t have to be athletic to sing around the campfire.  I didn’t have to be socially adept.  I didn’t even have to sing well, just not too loud!  I didn’t have to be anything, I could just be.

I would like to sing around a campfire again some time.

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