love’s drum

the steady beat
warmth inside
a heart so wide
to wrap us all
love’s drum
it’s not personal
nor should it be
but always there
when we dig
deep

listen now
at dawn the thrum
increases
and hearts awaken
sparrowsong and
owl’s beating wing
matching thud
in your chest
breathe chill air
crunch on sidewalk
feel light streaming
over the land

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.