mercury went direct last night...in zen tones of amber gold

words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15

warm night, windows open
cool morning, windows closed
what aches becomes smooth
what is smooth becomes achey

home is there, and also here
you are sometimes here, and sometimes there
we can choose to be silent, and be together
as well  as speak when we are apart

we can look at our lives as seamless
or we can look at our lives as with seams
seamless becomes with seams, as
what has seams becomes seamless

cool air travels through open windows
some cool air stays out with windows closed
there are times for being overly hot
and times for being overly cold

no one has ever drowned from gazing at the sun,
nor has any one melted by looking at snow
today i prefer jazz to zydeco
if you ask me tomorrow, i might say

that blues truly resonates
if you don't like the present channel you are on
get up, walk across the room (remember before we had remotes)
and change that channel...do not sit down

take action on your life
and that could be seated
on a satin cushion
or shopping for vegetables

do not give up on the ship
los lobos in the morning with dark coffee
is the only bliss needed
to step fully into this gifted day