feel around emptiness
note from self

she closes her eyes
feels around in there
inside, sensing for edges
borders or confines
—finds none
it’s lively, wide open
empty and clear
brilliant, awake
vast and unending
and plainly not personal
she opens her lids
sees ten-trillion things
not now not yet but soon
snaps her eyes shut
to return to that calm
the big field of knowing

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.