We sleep beside a stream, thirsty, inches from our treasure~ Rumi
we sleep upon the very thing
we say we've looked
our whole lives to find
our dreams of moving with the tides
to flow with spirit's gentle rising
has not brought us the gifts we seek
but soon, the gilded lilly will be
surprising us in secret, as we
center upon the lakeside stillness
within the purity of prairies,
beside the moving waters--
surrounding us in gentle sounds
we are the dream we've been running
all our lives to meet; just now the tide
retreats enough for us to see
hundreds of golden tipped shells
shining, as that is all they know-
reflecting spirit's guidance
Kate Lamberg
10/1/11
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