miracles
"I know nothing else but miracles." Walt Whitman Add caption |
simply allowing new loops of musical notes
to ring between a pair of ears,
trusted since birth
a cool wind pushing
through the old warm dead air
a decision to climb another
mountain, to care
for another living being,
outside the parameters
of individual uncertainties-
to step through the flaming hoop
of what was considered danger
2) only to find river grapes
only to find river grapes
still ripe and ready for pressing--
through the landlocked
province of mind fields
lifting off in spiritus dance-
we once again
yield to the graces
of angel faces courting
the comfort of knowing
we are eternally safe
surely sassafras becomes
3) Illuminated by the new
illuminated by the new|
golden slipper moon setting
along with the sun- the living
melting mandalas-
our ancestors share
stories with us
around the campfire
for gratitude allows
all things to inspire
words/photos~kate lamberg (c) '15
words/photos~kate lamberg (c) '15
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