unlike random rain drops
Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know
that everything in this life has a purpose.
~ Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
that everything in this life has a purpose.
~ Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
unlike random rain drops,
thought patterns are habits
worn heavily, keeping
out what must be heard
we enter the silence
like a morning bird, learning
the fine art of deconstruction:
noun, verb, adjective
stripped of meaning
aligns soul with an unfettered
joy, as green bamboo peeled
creates a flute- to begin
some art again--randomly
the rain falls on a diagonal
paints visions of cedars
upon the isinglass
silence, as a wide open
opaque sky--
steals the show,
doesn't ask why-
and we let it fly---
as confidence holds
hands with not
needing to know
thought patterns are habits
worn heavily, keeping
out what must be heard
we enter the silence
like a morning bird, learning
the fine art of deconstruction:
noun, verb, adjective
stripped of meaning
aligns soul with an unfettered
joy, as green bamboo peeled
creates a flute- to begin
some art again--randomly
the rain falls on a diagonal
paints visions of cedars
upon the isinglass
silence, as a wide open
opaque sky--
steals the show,
doesn't ask why-
and we let it fly---
as confidence holds
hands with not
needing to know
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| words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15 |
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