how we wonder if

how we wonder if
the stars and galaxies know
better than ...

the tiniest dew drop--
what makes
for peaceful living
 

and then, a thought births
a treasured book-
some call it,

'leaves of grass',
'zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance',
'autobiography of a yogi',
'the way of the tao',
or, 'the way of zen'
  

some skip the books,
and attend to nature,
listening patiently to

their garden flowers,
the greening trees,
and the salty sea

illustrating how
we do not need
a reason on earth
to celebrate peace--

as peace is composed of love--
and love is all
the molecules
in the universe dancing

birdsong at dawn,
rain drops at dusk,
the infinite light of stars,
the blessing of sun light.....
fully living, forever dancing

 words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '18