"We are shaped and fashioned by what we love"
-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
i must be the shape of a cedar tree--
and maybe, the openness of the wide open sky
i must be the shape of a rocky bed,
or the unending coursing
of a mad river running-
i'm shaped by my forever changing
expressions of what i love:
the many phases of the moon dancing
the vacant low tide, followed by
the fullness of the tide gone high
and still i'm shaped some more--
as rock is carved
by the coursing river,
as voices are lifted to sing--
upon the moonlit shore
~Kate Lamberg
hills above the bellingham bay~ 9/12
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