swerve in the path
note to self

see those curves
ahead? lean into
them, bank with care
sail around the bend
eyes wide open and
inquisitive—it’s only
a swerve in the path

some are gentle arcs
others abrupt left turns—
surprising but crucial
in this fleeting life
a dash-and-dance
with much to learn
and so soon gone

attend and breathe—
a gentle remedy for
what ails you

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—please understand that many will be rewritten.