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Thursday, March 24, 2011

Her Past, Her Life

She walks through mud strewn debris,
sifting through the wreckage of her life,
sifting through the wreckage of her dreams.
Her landscape changed,ruined.
Her canvas gray and empty.
She pauses in disbelief,
surrendering to unknown blur.
She searches for a photo, any article
that's a part of the life she once knew.
I want to remember her,
I want to remember this moment
as I view the wounds that she carries.
I want to remember and make
every day count, every moment cherished.
I want to remember her,
and her struggle.
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14 comments:

  1. KristiMarch 24, 2011 at 10:53 AM

    Ayala,
    This is beautiful. Simply beautiful. Powerful reminder to connect with others, remember, and be inspired by them.
    Thank you for sharing. :)

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  2. Kelly MillerMarch 24, 2011 at 2:55 PM

    I agree. Remembering someone's struggle, their tragedy, helps us maintain perspective and keep our hearts open with compassion and prayer.

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  3. BelindaMarch 24, 2011 at 3:07 PM

    A lovely verse on our interconnectedness. May we find strength in knowing another's struggle.

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  4. ayalaMarch 24, 2011 at 3:57 PM

    Thank you, Kristi :-)

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  5. ayalaMarch 24, 2011 at 3:59 PM

    Yes, Kelly. The struggle of others does inspire us to do whatever we can...

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  6. ayalaMarch 24, 2011 at 4:03 PM

    Thank you, Belinda. May we find the strength !

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  7. StaciaMarch 24, 2011 at 5:58 PM

    This reminds me of my grandmother. It's so very poignant and bittersweet, much like life itself.

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  8. ayalaMarch 24, 2011 at 6:14 PM

    Thank you, Stacia. Yes, life is bittersweet....

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  9. Brian MillerMarch 24, 2011 at 6:39 PM

    remember her well...we all carry scars of one kind or another...we should not be ashamed of them, they add the spice to our soup...walk on...

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  10. ayalaMarch 24, 2011 at 7:27 PM

    Thank you, Brian. I want to remember the image because it felt so profound. It's a memory of someone I don't personally know. But her pain moved me. Though, you are right we all carry scars and they add spice to our soup-I know that too well.

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  11. JackMarch 25, 2011 at 2:04 AM

    I want to remember her,
    and her struggle.

    Wise words that bear more import than some people might realize.

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  12. ayalaMarch 25, 2011 at 2:33 PM

    Jack, sometimes something makes a big impact and I am moved by it and I want to remember it. It's important to remember those that go through struggles and yet they are stronger for it. They carry such grace.

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  13. Molly @ Postcards from a Peaceful DivorceMarch 26, 2011 at 9:08 PM

    Struggle often does remind us to appreciate, doesn't it?

    Beautiful poem.

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  14. ayalaMarch 27, 2011 at 5:50 PM

    Thank you, Molly.

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