WE WAKE

We wake
Neath the same
Morning sky.

We rise
To the same
Hard wood floor.

We dance
To the same tune,
Neath the same moon.

We sing
In the same
Wordless whirling.

We fight
With the same slashes:
Relinquished, forgotten.

We let wild, make tame
In the same style,
The same sweet game.

The holy way
Of the Tao
Tells us why,

Common creations,
Creative exaltations
Are born, bred, and returned

To the earth,
Nourishing the soil,
Blossoms, beings grow

With the fair fertllity
Only Goddess knows.

We wake.



Kathryn Lamberg