a string of "on the water" haiku
















on a grey day the inside
of a small boat becomes
a fiery tapestry of golden oranges

steering mind's vessel
to bump up against solid ground
becomes the work of buddha

how angels cooperate
lining the edges between
wood and quiet waters

becomes the bay dance
of all of us, as we appear
to steer without wind

oars dropped, wind stilled
bird sounds silenced with inquiry
rising freedom sings

words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '16

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