~Blaise Pascal
thinking myself in knots
as cats play with a ball of yarn
only difference is my yarn
is traveling in a multitude
of directions: rivered thinking
cooling stress of decision making,
mountainous thoughts, as lofty
pulling cerebrum to heights,
swirling around canyons
drifting back to the slow cool
river running out of new thoughts
flattened waters, hardly swelling
giving way to deeper feelings
stripping need, as birch bark
for canoes..these thoughts
so tiring in their tapping
this is not maple syrup season
let the maple tree just be;
heart surrenders to feeling state,
within this dry thinking country;
sturdy narrow bridges
still carry us beyond
the overstated mind fields,
dry river beds, gather drops
of rain from cooperative green
efforts of prayer pools:
collected jewels
from every corner
of the globe, listening...
stone in pond vibrations,
as anahatta chakra
the core of the heart
spins in clockwise fashion
re-instilling all we need to start
this path of greater wondering;
returning to reel to reel
feeling states, with a strong
collective vibration in regions
growing pure non gmo
wheat, corn, barley, soy
in the center of our chests
we can- be fearless,
once again, and for all-
know peace, and rest
Kate Lamberg
6/19/12
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