a pierced heart
note to self
your heart is pierced
in myriad ways—
fox kits tumble in the
field, hummers sip
the columbine, you
cuddle a dying friend
be pierced by silence
amazed by the clear
light of knowing—
expect miracles and
see them everywhere
do not fear it, for
a pierced heart lets
the light pour out and in
2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.