the song

listen for the song
that calls you here
beckoning
it knows your name
a seed
that plants deep inside
redwood-grove quiet
in that sacred hush
you’ll hear the name
your blueprint song
the root
of the root of you
you’ll recognize
the quiver
in your bones
listen for what
it asks
this song that
brings you home

with thanks to Holly Copeland for the phrase “blueprint song.”

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