~Chinese Proverb
laying in the center of the field
buttercups catching afternoon sun
like churning butter for escargot
feeling the slight dampness
of last night's heavy rain
on grass fronds, and earth below
warming in the afternoon sun
making me poppy sleepy
as if the field was a huge hand of god
i was resting in unspoken trust
i was hearing cardinals in douglas fir
& large blackbirds in norwegian pine
lion shined his strength in the heat
of the golden sun- as i stretched out
in warming drying grasses- the earth
like a renewable stream- readjusts to my weight
an anthem that plays inside our heads
the polar opposite to silent night
noisy with insects and leaf blowers
quieting down to whistling wind through bamboo
kate lamberg
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the field where i rested upon trust~(photo by
kate lamberg) all rights reserved
buttercups in the field~photo by kate lamberg~all rights reserved
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