broken open again

broken open again

it doesn’t take much
to bring me here
overcast sky
steady, hard rain
sweet moist earth
the stream of ants
inside, again
small details
the familiar ones
crack me open
to this very life
and bear me home

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

I welcome comments and discussion!

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