the pull
note from self
it’s been lifelong
this pull in a
single direction
home
her true north—
yes, life distracted
or did it point?
disabled child
discordant unions
broken business
all corralled her
to attend with care
draw inside
probe underneath
and ferret the thread
of what’s true
2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.
the heart of the matter 
I love this…does life distract or does it point? If we’re attentive, we’ll see that it’s always pointing us towards greater love. Thank you Amrita….
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Exactly! I’m thrilled to have you here and have you commenting. Love, Amrita
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i am super clumsy with wordpress but am trying so that we can visit in this spacious atmosphere you create. much love. please delete duplicate comments – i keep getting kicked out and having to reset and never really sure what gets through. much love!
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yes! everything points to love if only we can see it.
beautifully said.
good morning, dear one.
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is this Ellah?
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yes, thought it would show you my name 🙂
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