give

this late
when it’s clear
how short life is
indifferent, even—
try giving
give without reason
hug freely
feel the warmth
of your friend
who, startled
softens into you

allow your glance
to caress what it
touches, to gild
each common miracle
with love
seeing one
reveals another
marvels everywhere

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