what is wild, is new...a string of haiku
haiku & photo~kate lamberg (c) '15 |
what is wild, is new,
is this grey skyline vanishing
into infinite whiteness
what is loving, is true,
becomes hands stroking sand
salt water rising through
what is worship, is you
looking at me without a clue
how this poem ends
the heavy cloud at dusk
recreates its form- as rain
drops fall on rocks
when we stop to notice
how all of nature's song
can never be wrong
we are entering into
an age of post-forgiveness
absolving recovery
pitched roof protects
dwellers in rainy season
bamboo sleeps silently
nature is no less woven
into our beings than our own
heart, lungs, and breath
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