reaching

i reach out to you
from my country of great rivers
all that makes any body  wild & free

the cool wind playing
against my adventurine eyes
reflecting all that is blue

sky, blue ocean--you
whose eyes were blue before
i met you-still radiate aqua

it is now happening to me-
to clusters of trees,
wild flowers, dotting wide open fields

it is now happening to you-
chariot appears, in between poppies
and fringy queen anne's lace

nature writes a letter home
night herones we align with
as pine shoots up through the sky

chairs put away-huge cloud pillows
scattered on forgiving soft pine wood
floors, smelling like ponderosa

ceilings, breathing in the soft rice paper
of hearts who know
when to explore, & when to let go

Kate Lamberg

photo by kate lamberg~all rights reserved~