His margins are clear,
while mine complicated.
I carry faith in the pocket of my heart,
somewhere between the chambers of my heart.
He's black and white,
while I am pink and grey.
My margins may be complicated
but I live my truth,
clear,
organic,
loud.
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oh...perfect ayala! love the style and the message so clear!
ReplyDeletethank you!
Thank you, Hope.
DeleteTwo sides, as yours trumps the other, nice write.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pat.
Deleteclear organic and loud...that is the only way...and to keep it in your pocket too...readily available...smiles...love it..
ReplyDeleteThank you, Brian :)
DeleteHi Ayala. Very much enjoyed your poem, expressive and interesting concept.Thank you for your comment to me last week, it was nice.Truedessa will be on 2 today with a poem.
ReplyDeleteoh i can relate to this...my margins are complicated as well...very...loved it ayala..
ReplyDeleteThank you, Claudia.
Deletegorgeous Ayala...I think my margins are a lot like your own.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Laura :)
DeletePowerful imagery. My faith is strong but, complicated too. Lovely prose.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bren.
DeleteClear, organic, loud...the only true way to live.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chris.
DeleteThe only way to live! Wonderful write.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chris.
DeleteBeautiful words...thanks for sharing them ~
ReplyDeleteThank you, Grace.
DeleteHere's to always living our truth, Ayala my friend!
ReplyDeleteHere, here :)
Delete"My margins may be complicated
ReplyDeletebut I live my truth,
clear,
organic,
loud."
That's the truth right there, Madam. Captures me too.
Thank you, Adura.
DeleteAnd l love the image that goes with it! Fantastic!
ReplyDeleteThanks :)
Deletebut I live my truth,
ReplyDeleteclear,
organic,
loud.
You go, girl.
Thank you.
DeleteI love the notion of carrying our faith...and, for me, the longer I've carried my faith, the softer and less clear my 'margins' have become. I don't know who "he" is...but there's so much hope here - that we can live closely connected to someone who's faith might not match or mirror our own. And do that in such a way that we are at one with someone else and true to ourselves. This really spoke to me!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Adrienne. I like the notion as well :)
DeleteBeautiful! I really like this!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Charles.
DeleteI carry faith in the pocket of my heart... I love that line. = )
ReplyDeleteThank you, Laurie.
Delete'my margins may be complicated' I am with you on this, lovely write!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Anna.
DeleteThose words, "I LIVE MY TRUTH!" say everything about you that I'd EVER need to know. So many are "Black and "White. Up or Down...but can they actually admit to "LIVE MY TRUTH"?
ReplyDeleteYou are in the minority. I know. because I live my truth also--but i falter. I talk daily at 7 AM with around 100 peeps who try to LIVE THEIR TRUTHS. All have taken such strides away from where they began their journey.
And so we help each other to live our own truth, whatever that may be.
REALLY a piece of truth here, with heart wide open, you write. Ayala, thank you.
PEACE!
Thank you, Steve...I know you are one that lives his truth. Peace and love to you.
DeleteYea, me too Ayala. Your way reminds me of the beautiful fractals. Complex. irregular, organic and real. Well penned.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary.
DeleteCheers to embracing the complicated!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Belinda.
DeleteI often contemplate this very notion, and you put into beautiful poetry...so aptly. His love is simple to understand...mine is certainly there but much more complex. Love this work!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jackie.
DeleteExcellent job Ayala. Love how this piece turned out and how you used the notion of margins to frame this piece. The image is pretty cool as well. Thanks
ReplyDeleteThank you, Fred.
DeleteAnd you write the way you live. Very nice piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Steve.
DeleteSo precosely aware of what and who you are, this poem brings out the way we must understand relationships. Placed inside boundaries and being alive to them brings us into the realization of how much the world and others define us.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Charles. I appreciate your thoughts.
DeleteReally like how you compare and contrast. It does make the narrator all the more human and soft. Effective emphasis on the margins between human and divine. Enjoyed this piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ravenblack.
DeleteOoh, I love the idea of complicated margins. I am definitely going to remember that phrase. Thanks, Ayala! xo
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kristen. xoxo
DeleteI am taking he with a capital H as the divine - (although in my mind those margins are far from clear) yet I believe in the nature of your faith they are, and that you can explore the depth of your faith and your relationship with that "other" is remarkable in this short and concise poem. Amazing!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gay.
DeleteI like the "organic" at the end... leaves the feeling that there is room to expand, grow, and shape.... "complicated margins" -- I like how you say it!
ReplyDeleteSome people may be black and white- some people more co,our full- more 'organic'- what matters most is if you fit- and this goes for love, faith, religion, e.t.c- very thoughtful poem and touches on questions relevant to us all
ReplyDeleteThank you, Stu.
DeleteSuccinct write! I enjoy the pairing of margins and heart chambers. Well put.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Stephen.
DeleteVery nice. I like the contrasts created with simple imagery. Thanks for your visit and comment.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Yousei.
DeleteI too have complicated margins...love that line. Fantastic poem
ReplyDeleteThank you, Susie.
DeleteIt all feels very complicated to me==but your poem has real authority. K.
ReplyDeletethe downside to complication is the potential for misunderstanding, so i just eat up how you ended with knowing your truth. i mean, complication is beautiful with understanding. and this also has a lot of heart. that i really like too.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ed.
Delete"My margins may be complicated
ReplyDeletebut I live my truth,
clear,
organic,
loud."
Wonderful lines!
Thank you, Joanne.
DeleteVery clever piece! Amazingly so :) We have to have those margins and yet we have to carry our faith close to the heart and let no-one challenge it :) Awesome piece! xoxo
ReplyDeleteThank you, Poppy. xoxo
DeleteReally love the succinct rhythm and the perspective this poem carrries.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rudri.
DeleteThank you everyone for your comments. It's been a hectic week so I have not been able to answer all of your comments. Sorry.
ReplyDelete"I carry faith in the pocket of my heart,"
ReplyDeleteI love that.
You've had a lot of posts devoted to truth-telling and remembrance lately. They've been really interesting. K.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Karin.
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