Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Escape



Let me run in the rain
with joyful abandon,
like a child
with a sense of anticipation and wonder.
Let me jump into puddles
with my red shinny boots.
Let me taste the rain,
the way I've tasted your tears.
If you see me run,
don't follow,
let me.
I will return,
when I have weathered the storms,
when I have read the tides,
when I have made a seaweed skirt,
and I have plowed my toes into the sand.
Let me escape
so I can be found,
for my soul hungers for peace,
for my soul hungers for more discoveries,
for my soul will always hunger for you. 



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80 comments:

  1. let me escape so i can be found...love that...and we should be more childlike at times...letting our child out to play....my soul hungers as well...love that last line too...smiles.

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    1. Thank you, Brian. Good to play..at any age :)

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  2. I love this. I can relate. I felt this way when I told my mother more than 10 years ago that I wanted to move overseas by myself, after not having ever been more than 15 minutes away from her. But I needed to go away in order to want to be home again.

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    1. Thank you, Cecilia. I am glad this resonated with you. It must have been hard for your mom but I am sure that she is happy that you followed your dream.

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  3. Let that child out so inside it doesn't pout

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  4. Let me escape
    so I can be found....you have no idea how that spoke to me ayala....love the playfulness and yes...the hunger..

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    1. Thank you, Claudia. Happy it spoke to you :)

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  5. What a lovely message, there is a need for space and escape, but there is also a promise to return after weathering the storm ~

    Have a wonderful day ~

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    1. Thank you, Grace. We all one want to escape once in awhile.

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  6. Ayala, you speak language of "EVERYMAN"...because has everyone not been there?

    Thank God I still "suffer from" that sense of anticipation and wonder--really!

    Yet, I want to be found, and wish Oh! so, for PEACE! For that I must scrape the rust off my armor.

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    1. Steve, you always make me smile, thank you. I am humbled that this resonated with you and that you feel I speak the language of everyman. :) Peace and love.

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  7. BTW, Yessss, I enjoyed every ord, every sword, every phrase of this!

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  8. A wonderful sentiment in this. Lovely.

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  9. Wonderful!!

    For me--I resonated with these lines--

    I will return,
    when I have weathered the storms,
    when I have read the tides,
    when I have made a seaweed skirt,
    and I have plowed my toes into the sand.

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  10. What a pleasure to read your words again, Ayala! You have such a way with word pictures. I so know what it is like to want freedom as well as closeness.

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  11. so loved the beauty and playfulness of this

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  12. Ayala, this is beautiful...I love the idea of running in the rain. Used to do it when I was a child. I should do it again now, with that abandon you mentioned. And sometimes we all need to taste the rain.....

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    1. Thank you, Mary. I recommend it ;)

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  13. It is good to run free and always be able to come "home" to the one(s) we love!

    " when I have weathered the storms,
    when I have read the tides,
    when I have made a seaweed skirt,
    and I have plowed my toes into the sand."

    ...my favorite part :-)

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    1. Thank you, Jen. It's good to know they are there no matter what. :)

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  14. We all need to tap into that childlike abandonment to truly find ourselves...I run with you A..Lovely write!

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  15. Ditto..my favourite lines especially the seaweed skirt.Enjoyed.

    Cressida de Nova

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  16. Lovely the whole thing it is hard to pick a favorite line but
    "let me tasted the rain,
    the way I have tasted your tears"

    Had my heart applauding you.

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  17. "Let me escape
    so I can be found..." exquisite!

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  18. If you love something, set it free...such tender and beautiful expressions in this piece.

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    1. Thank you, M.J. I appreciate it.

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  19. Yes, I felt a great sense of freedom in this. I think you're in TX so I hope you don't get too much rain at once. Be safe. Scary times in tornado alley.

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    1. Thank you, Victoria. I am in Florida. :)

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  20. Let me go so that I might return. The playfulness of the verse abounds. Well executed.

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  21. This is such a lovely love song, encompassing romantic love and self-love as well. Sometimes I think we forget how important that is.

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    1. Thank you, Kelly. :) It is important :)

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  22. Oh, this was gorgeous! Yes, we have to escape sometimes...knowing we can find our way home. Just beautiful, ayala!

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  23. Yes, the playfulness of this lends it beauty, Ayala.

    Pamela

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  24. Oh my goodness... yes!! I feel the need to be free and to discover the world as well as myself. Your poem states that beautifully!

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  25. ...we are always hungry for more.... and don't be ever get full Ayala... always a lot space to fill in.... once you stopped and claimed to be full already... life stops and does end soon... smiles.... this is one sincere write... felt it...smiles...

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    1. Thank you, Kelvin. I agree with you..I want to remain hungry and engaged in everything life is. :)

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  26. I think I'd like to escape too!

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  27. Let me taste the rain,
    the way I've tasted your tears.

    Beautiful lines here--nicely done!

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  28. I love this message Ayala. And you express it with such lovely images.

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  29. What a JOYFUL poem~! And when I see Daisy up there...I know I'm at the right place.

    This was lovely and made me throw off some years!!!

    Brava~

    Jane

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    1. Thank you, Jane. You are so sweet. I miss Daisy so much. Sometimes I think I hear her getting of the couch but it's just my imagination.

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  30. i hope you DO have red shiny puddle-jumping boots!

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    1. :) Leslie I love red and I did have them. :)

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  31. Ayala - love the joyfulness and playfulness - the red shiny boots and the seaweed skirt - Made me want to dance in the rain and feel the sand between my toes! K

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    1. Do it! I am happy it inspired you to!

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  32. I want to run in the rain and jump in puddles too! Wonderful

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    1. Thank you, Beth and go out and do it! Last week we had so much rain here.... :)

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  33. Love the sentiment and the idea how we must not walk, but run toward joy. Inspiring words to lead a more fulfilled life. Thanks, Ayala.

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    1. Thank you , Rudri. I hope that you always run toward joy.

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  34. This gives me a cathartic feeling reading it...I can only imagine how it must have felt writing it.

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  35. i love all the senses you invoke. it's got a drumbeat, or heartbeat to the rhythm. you write such soulful stuff. it's great to read you again:)

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    1. Thank you, Ed. So good to see you again.

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  36. This is so beautiful, prayerful, soulful. What a perfect read for a Sunday morning.

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    1. Thank you, Rick. I appreciate it. :)

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  38. Dear Ayala-- this is Karin Gustafson--aka Manicddaily-- a very sweet poem but I esoecially liked the image of the seaweed skirt. K.

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  39. running in the rain ... something i really enjoy!

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  40. My dog is ten years old but she still loves to jump in every puddle she sees--she will go out of her way to walk through them! I also love the seaweed skirt, and the magic of childhood regained.

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