Timbre
"I have fallen in love with the imagination. And if you fall in love with the imagination, you understand that it is a free spirit. It will go anywhere, and it can do anything."
~ Alice Walker
we cannot choose the falling
of the rain, nor the timbre
of the music--how it keeps playing
voices of ancestors deep
within the cloistered forest
letting soul's beauty to keep
rain sticks, french horn,
crickets, church bells
a ringing through thickets
stirring naked feet to dance-
rain soaked clover to summer sky, romance
earth bound we ground
knowing our roots
we gaze up to what shall be
braiding all of eternity
in one song we hear--
steering clear of lies,
our life can be pure lullaby
words/photo~ kate lamberg (c) '17
~ Alice Walker
we cannot choose the falling
of the rain, nor the timbre
of the music--how it keeps playing
voices of ancestors deep
within the cloistered forest
letting soul's beauty to keep
rain sticks, french horn,
crickets, church bells
a ringing through thickets
stirring naked feet to dance-
rain soaked clover to summer sky, romance
earth bound we ground
knowing our roots
we gaze up to what shall be
braiding all of eternity
in one song we hear--
steering clear of lies,
our life can be pure lullaby
words/photo~ kate lamberg (c) '17
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