unraveling
unraveling a code
without orderly conduct
diving into an unkempt stream
holding a picture of you close
to the true grit of promises
gone asunder
without orderly conduct
diving into an unkempt stream
holding a picture of you close
to the true grit of promises
gone asunder
why we even held our breath
under water as if there was
no tomorrow
and tomorrow
has come without cajoling
fully forgiven--for lambs do lie
down with lions
in the den of infinite merging
nautilus shells click by chance
as wind chimes bling
a sacred tune-
the one which makes us
kneel in awe--
at how we recapture
the strawberry moon
words and photo by kate lamberg
(c) June 8, '14
under water as if there was
no tomorrow
and tomorrow
has come without cajoling
fully forgiven--for lambs do lie
down with lions
in the den of infinite merging
nautilus shells click by chance
as wind chimes bling
a sacred tune-
the one which makes us
kneel in awe--
at how we recapture
the strawberry moon
words and photo by kate lamberg
(c) June 8, '14
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