her heart’s need
note to self
her whole life she
had one singular
potent desire—
it flamed in her
she yearned to
understand
who we are and
what we are made of
prior to lightburst
and stardust
not prior as in
earlier
prior, behind—
not in time, but
in the eternal
before any thing
showed up, before
galaxies or planets—
just plain prior
my beloved words fail
2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.
WoW! This is the core dilemma – understanding before, during and what for.
Also now and after..
And which is which and why.
Also if.. a lot of ifs.
How to carry the burden of consciousness that is both grand and particular and so often incomplete but felt deeply.
This is amazing!
You are a philosopher poet!!
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Thank you for commenting!
Love you, Rooney.
–Skye
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It is my joy always!!!!
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