If we are to let our Light shine, where are we to find it when everything within and without seems dark?

They form a living ladder/ with their bodies

I make up / poems my feet can/ sing

The whale breaks eye contact, nudges
her calf closer to the skiff,

If we are not made uncomfortable, we are not experiencing true change.

Busy woodpecker….His wages are food

Our city’s weekly rally, supporting our democracy, our constitution