the first sit

the first sit

we each found a chair,
settled in without dispute
no rustling nor shifting—
to sit amongst one
hundred people
for two hours
in still quiet,
hearts aligned—
a rare and fair
in our uneasy,
raucous world

my body softened
no angry ones
nor threat of guns
instead we soaked
in presence
tender with each other,
and felt our neighbor’s love

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

3 thoughts on “the first sit

  1. Kay Crista


    div dir=”ltr”>I can picture the room and feel the community of the spirit. Wishing I was there with you next door


  2. Patrice H Garrett

    Amrita I loved the first sit. I simply soaked up your word picture and enjoyed the gift of peace and hope. I also want to thank you for the suggestions you made re the book. I’ll do exactly that. What do you think of the possible three titles below. Suggestions welcome. Along Cimarron’s Road On Cimarron’s Road Following Cimmaron’s Road

    Love and gratitude, Patrice WordWranglingWoman Sent from my iPad



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