Sunday, October 2, 2011

sleep walking

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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