bagging gold

it’s human instinct
hold close what we value

except for this gold,
our primary knowing,
there is no “it”
no touch
no taste
no sound
no sight
no smell
yet the gold remains

gold is all there is

© Amrita Skye Blaine


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  1. Thank you, Sylvia! Sending love. I’m on retreat.

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