calm as a sacred stone



you long for your own magic
yet it's the earth that knows
you've never been
anything but magical

and longs for you
to mirror your purple hue
even in the murkiest of harbours
there you stand ensconced

unaware of the rippling
until salt water bellies up
awakening you from
a salty misconception

caving into
seaweed, nautilus shell-
as birth laboring ceases
at the tiny cry of new life

along the first harbour
you've ever known--now becoming
immune to harshness, and
calm as a sacred stone



words and photo by kate lamberg

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

What's New at The Center for Natural Healing and Creative Arts~ Winter'17-'18~ healing treatments/classes/retreats/

cold monday

Healing Retreats~ For Fall and Winter: October 5th and December 7th.