slopped clay on the wheel
endlessly turning--as dancer
fully knowing--spotting a point
on the distant horizon
keeps the dancer from dizziness,
and the sailor on course
a driven mule shall carry no moss
stones dancing in moon light
shall reach the furthest points of the universe
without a moment's notice,
all souls align with what is just
plain goodness taking a joy journey
parrots smile on cue
no audience required
bellowing in earth
tried and true-
not too shabby; yet path could be
taken in one's strident sleep
Kate Lamberg~
all rights reserved ('13)
endlessly turning--as dancer
fully knowing--spotting a point
on the distant horizon
keeps the dancer from dizziness,
and the sailor on course
a driven mule shall carry no moss
stones dancing in moon light
shall reach the furthest points of the universe
without a moment's notice,
all souls align with what is just
plain goodness taking a joy journey
parrots smile on cue
no audience required
bellowing in earth
tried and true-
not too shabby; yet path could be
taken in one's strident sleep
Kate Lamberg~
all rights reserved ('13)
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| long island sound~eaton's neck...7/13..(c) by kate lamberg~all rights reserved |
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