I wake up my soul gentler,
my thoughts clearer,
my heart seeking the balance
of dark and light.
I wake up my soul gentler,
her voice echos in my head,
her eyes wounded,
her daughter on drugs,
she is raising her child.
I wake up my soul gentler,
a friend weeps,
placed in the middle like a
ping pong ball
between her son
and the man she loves.
I wake up my soul gentler,
another friend her daughter
fighting for her life.
A sister fighting for her brother,
a victim of a hit and run accident.
I wake up my soul gentler,
I lost another friend to cancer.
Fragments of his life
carried by those he loved,
hope floats through the room
when he is remembered.
I wake up my soul gentler,
the stories change my vision,
change my day,
transform my being.
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the stories do...they change the flow of the day...even still we can still choose hope...and accepting too there are things we can not change, helps me to stay afloat...
ReplyDeleteChange will come every day, but we have to keep on a going at our bay
ReplyDeleteThis is like an affirmation for me: I wake up my soul gentler ~
ReplyDeleteBeautiful message Ayala ~
The sentiment here is so beautiful and true. It resonates with me. The lives of family and friends affect me deeply and their experiences with loss and pain do change me, make me gentler, more compassionate. Great write.
ReplyDeleteYes, we need those soul gentlers more than ever. So much loss and suffering..trying to find the balance of life is never easy. A beautiful and thought-provoking write, ayala.
ReplyDeleteYes, this works for me - beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteAnd I like the way it works in one continuous verse, carrying through...
That is the important thing: I wake up with my soul gentler. Compassion keeps our hearts from growing hard. Beautiful and cathartic poem.
ReplyDeletesending love to your gentle soul dear Ayala, and to all who are suffering in the nearness of sorrow.
ReplyDeleteSounds like things are pretty tough for you right now, Ayala. Hope it eases up. Remember to be gentle with yourself as you are compassionate towards others.
ReplyDeleteSomehow, we find a way to recoup our graces and face new challenges. Very nicely written. One of your best.
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This is what the world need... waking up gentler.. so many people need gentleness around them -- beautiful message.
ReplyDeleteYou've brought so much pain to the surface for your healing words, Ayala. Life is so fragile now, it seems. We need more gentleness...with ourselves and with one another.
ReplyDeleteSuch painful incidents do transform us... and there is no going back. We are changed.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed.
-HA
a peaceful and moving write, Ayala ~ M
ReplyDeleteI think true poetry always has a message, & what a wonderful message this poem speaks of. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI like this poem very much, Ayala. I think we all need to think about ways that we can wake up gentler in life....even though so much of life is hard!
ReplyDeleteSuffering really is a good and necessary teacher. So hard to watch, but yes, it does gentle us.
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Wow. This is great. Very heavy and packed, but with such gentleness. I love it! :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd it's only Tuesday. This is a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteIt's either become harder of gentler. I pick the second too.
ReplyDeletewe need gentleness to help us through the harshness of life..nicely penned..
ReplyDeleteI love the line, I wake up my soul gentler.
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful.
Yes, to each recognition of the gentling of a soul, these troubles often as awesome as an ocean with the waves still coming when enough is enough. Gentle or break, and with grace, we gentle. Nice new verb for me, to gentle.
ReplyDeleteso much in life changes us and we do need a gentle heart to get through...gentle always equals strength in the end...I believe! Beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteA gentler soul signifies strength. Please stay a gentle soul. Those people you know are suffering, grieving in one way or another--NEED your strength now. They rely on it. Strength of a gentler soul.
ReplyDeletePS...I know you already DO that--grin!
PEACE and LIGHT, my Friend
A beautiful morning to cherish.
ReplyDeleteAyala, the resilience of us humans never ceases to amaze me. in spite of the sorrow around you, you resolve to wake up gentler, keep your heart open and true...a truly beautiful poem, ty for this. peace.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words...
ReplyDeleteSo meaningful hence, beautiful!
ReplyDeleteJust a cursory reflection tells us how very fortunate we are. Others somehow or other have something negative impacting on them. Thanks for a good reminder Ayala!
ReplyDeleteHank
Hank
so many struggles in the world... thanks for reminding us to be grateful for what we have.
ReplyDeleteThe refrain is very well worth that repetition.. nicely done Ayala.
ReplyDeleteI wake up my soul gentler...
ReplyDeleteThis line, its repetition and connection to events is SO powerful!
An exceptional write, Ayala!
So many sad stories--but one must cope somehow-(I wake up my soul gentler - a beautiful line.) -well done. K. (Manicddaily)
ReplyDeleteA lovely 'n poignant write up....indeed, life moves on...with these pieces of life, moving in and out...
ReplyDeleteThere is so much to be grateful for, and reading this reinforces that fact. Such a good reminder Ayala.
ReplyDeleteI lost another friend to cancer....... I can understand.
ReplyDeleteVery poignantly said ... but life goes on !!
ReplyDeletethat sounds like a difficult time... it's tough when those close to us go through rough times... and it surely transforms us as well
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