new moon in february

pachebel canon in d, sweeps through
the pine trees,  bedecked with snow
piled up for the last two weeks, it's
hard to know how much longer
any of us can take this incessant cold;

but wait! there's a persistent sunshine-
dressed as warm music splashing on icy walls,
right here there are scents of blueberry cobbler,
nuzzling affection from two calicoes, yoga
circumnavigating around hearts and muscles

this new moon mid - february afternoon
where the sky shines a pale, yet clear blue
where new birds are singing below my window
at both dusk and dawn- a palpable turning
winter's last hurrah---she is  vigilant, she is ruthless

see how she parades
without premeditation
shaking the world upside down;
see how  she forces us all
to go more deeply within

to find the riches, inherently incised
upon our ivory pink crimson hearts
beating a song of gratitude
for this incredible joyful life
we silently say amen

~words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15