indwelling
note to self
just notice
it’s a revelation
a laying bare
when you examine
your carefully
constructed stories
of how things are—
you discover it’s
a house of cards
pull one and the
whole edifice
collapses, leaving
you to meet
pure, indwelling
consciousness
alarming at first
but not for long
inside, outside and
all shot through—
awareness aflame
2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.
the heart of the matter 
The house of cards image really hit home… for now my mind follows the stories, yet there is a noticeable relaxation and ease when reading many of your poems… perhaps the beginnings of a breakdown (in the best possible sense.) Thank you for your words.
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Heather,
I was moved by your comment! Thank you, thank you for being a reader.
love,
Amrita (I sign all my letters , emails, comments “love.”)
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