Kate Lamberg Center for Natural Healing and Creative Arts~

samba sweeps through a spaciousness unheard of in the material world, growing with intensity, as sky dims- awaiting snowstorm-- bringing to mind romance on a sturdy pebbly sand beach conforming to a desire for quietude- in the mood for slowing the compass swinging- as pendulum answers the question of whether the climate of an island will keep spiraling out of control....or not if our conscious decision to recycle, can shine a flashlight of reconciliation-- too late in the afternoon to get to the bank---we'll wile away the storm in a minor key of solemnity a day of missed appointments may do more for global unity, and cool a climate warming-- more so than the aggressive anger spewing at marches and demonstrations-- so close to home-- we've known each other as long as college days are remembered with a lightness of being- so close to the vested interests of state and house keeping it all solidified with blizzard conditions on th...

light breaks on the distant bay the mystic code shakes the cordial chord to one of a greater informality dreams dredge, while starfish cling-- for all breathing, and for all prayers melting on contact with warm -- saline udines swim within saltiness-- reassuring gazes gracing the fields, and how the emerald sheen curtsying and bowing- to a french suite, chortling ... sweet lord- we have found a river of words- the words of the river: we can dance we can dance we can dance! poem/photo~kate lamberg (c) '17

sunrise strikes a painting on the wall  above the piano a little town in holland wakes up- two merchants arrange fresh spring flowers  in wooden crates sky not quite lit by morning sun a man and a woman dressed in layers of sweaters, soft scarves, and garden gloves--- they don't get hardened by honest work-- doing essentially what they love