Serious Eyes

On top of Mt Graham in Arizona, there was good company. People were trying to stop telescopes. We’d hike, talk, sing, and learn. And in the evenings we’d drink beer around a big fire. On the last day, Apache runners came up the mountain from the desert. Maybe 20 miles. When they arrived we all formed a circle. An Apache leader went around the circle of 100 people. He looked every person in the eye. A deep fierce look. Fire. A thank you to the center. A center I hadn’t known.