“The higher goal of spiritual living is not to amass a wealth of information, but to face sacred moments,”
Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel, from The Sabbath.
strolling along the river, she dropped her unneeded thoughts
as crumbs for hungry crows, just in from a long flight
past mid afternoon, a brief stroke of sunlight
broke through the stark towering trees
as a spotlight for strong modern dancers
punching kicking swaying--release
darkness settles in again, as feet move
in natural movements, only the dancer knows
as she continues to stroll in densely packed woods
slipping through spaces, like an orange thread,
finding her way though the eye of the needle-that
is how history becomes so tightly packed
future, an endless field of forget me nots
standing still in present purpose
there is no time for measuring, figuring
it is all a chine' turn- a flight of fragrance
turning into turning, she spots a point
on the far wall, so as not to become
dizzy-- deliberately she continues--
presently proud of her ability to not give up
Kate Lamberg
trees reach up like modern dancers~photo by Kate Lamberg
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