we will our beings
to bond closer with those souls
who sing the same songs
bamboo forest bends
to the will of the wind's power
processing our thoughts
pressing words for juice
pomegranate stains our lips
drinking with all souls
river's door opens
for souls willing to flow with
the current splashing
willingness worships
wide open prairies for dance
leaping in mid-air
Kate Lamberg
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