the seed

the seed

you are the seed
and the one
who tends it

tamp the ground
whisper love
water it
and wait—

each morning
sing to that seed
invite it out

calls it forth
the seed will
crack open

cherish it and
its clear seeing

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

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