gentle word
touch on the arm
warm mug of tea
aren’t we all
cupbearers for
one another?
deep listening
without comment
allowing words
that ring in the air
to settle inside

sometimes a sage
offers a cup of truth—
a courier
that ignites a turn
saves a life
if the receiving vessel
is empty, open

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

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