uncertainty
our days are filled
with uncertainty
that’s the edge
for all of us
we just don’t know
the sun seems
to rise every day
but, scientists say
one morning it won’t
big trouble
I doubt
we’ll be here by then
we’re successfully
killing ourselves off
but I don’t know
marvels happen
every day
the next baby born
might save our world
cool the fever
of rising degrees
but who will be left?
sun-loving creatures
the meerkats?
the hippos?
this is for sure
after we’re gone
knowing will shine
blazing awake
and aware
2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.
the heart of the matter 
Wonderful words here. Certainly is a theme that swirls about my brain a great deal these days. Always seeking ways to navigate the insanity we’re inflicting on our planet and its glorious life forms and ecosystems. Went to the Indigenous People’s Day celebration in Santa Rosa this past weekend. It was such an affirmation on many levels. Here these gentle people were still dancing and singing their songs of connection and appreciation of nature. They are literally keeping the drumbeat for us. Hoping we wake up and hear it. I, too, hope too that we’ll figure this out in time.
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yeah, me, too!
Love,
Amrita
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