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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

An Olive Branch








The canopy of trees 
layered,
the leaves sway to an 
invisible symphony
dancing,
wearing crowns
like the layers of my heart.
In my green peridot field,
in the orange grove
I planted seeds of hope,
seeds for peace.
I found the walls and distance
between us
all the reasons why we are
the same instead of different.
I planted seeds with my bare soul,
the words that sprouted were hopeful
like an olive branch offering.
You half smiled and half mocked
my hopeful dream. 
Verse sprinkled with
wonder and destruction.
Layers of life risen from the trenches 
soaring to enlightenment.
The leaves are dancing
in the breeze,
like words of truth that I stuffed
into my soul.
Bleeding unto the page,
soaking my bones,
like the water soaking 
the seeds I left behind to 
saturate and grow.
Words that liberate,
words of peace.



Peace may seem like a foreign concept for many of us. The peace within, the peace in the world. Peace is ambitious and necessary yet it seems like a dream that we can't reach. I still wish for Peace.

26 comments:

  1. what better use of words than to liberate and bring peace & hope...
    i still hope...though i would say my layers are a little more varied now...
    those seeds will grow though if cultivated...smiles...nice write ayala

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  2. A beautiful poem...it is a wish of us all peace...and like Brian said what better use of words than to liberate and bring peace and hope....always a pleasure to visit your blog Ayala! :-)

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  3. In my green peridot field,
    in the orange grove
    I planted seeds of hope,
    seeds for peace.

    That is beautiful and vivid. Hope your words bear fruit.

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  4. Hopefully one day, but seems just as ever far away

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  5. the real important seeds are never sown easily i think - they cost us sweat and devotion - but they're so worth it

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  6. "All we need is love" sayith John Lennon, & the peace sign of the sixties still sits invisible & indivisible under my shirt, midst the mat on my chest. How cool that we both chose peace & the olive branch as motifs.

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  7. I like the words you planted, the hope and faith behind your actions. Beautiful words, Ayala!

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  8. Oh, I like the idea of seeds of hope and seeds of peace. It would be wonderful if these kinds of seeds 'took' in the world, wouldn't it? And I really like the idea of leaves dancing in the breeze as well.

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  9. Were you and Glenn talking to each other whilst writing your poems? Of course, olive trees are such old souls - they can live for hundreds of years (sometimes even a thousand), and they have such gnarled and twisted, almost tortured shapes, that it has always surprised me that they are associated with peace. But oh, the lovely olive oil and fruit they produce...

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  10. Wonderful poem, Ayala. Your use of color brought your images alive and of course, the message...

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  11. Love this! You planted some very finely crafted phrases, and lovely images. Thanks so much for joining in.

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  12. I love planting seeds of hope and for peace ~ To offer the olive branch is a lovely message ~

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  13. I wish for peace too. Peace in the world, peace of mind. Yes, some lovely phrases here, Ayala. And what is more noble to write about than peace?

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  14. This is so lovely and soothing, and yes, peace is, perhaps, the noblest of dreams. You writing always has that thread running through it, as if you find at least a bit of peace, there.

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  15. Oh I got to think of Sowing the seeds of love... yes a great way to sow seeds of hope and peace (I think they are related).

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  16. Dancing wearing crowns! Royal trees!



    ALOHA from Honolulu
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^=

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  17. May the seeds of hope flourish and reach far beyond to everyone.

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  18. Oh yes hope and peace beautiful seeds to sow in words. Lovely Ayala!

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  19. What a soothing poem and message, Ayala. These lines particularly resonated with me:

    Layers of life risen from the trenches
    soaring to enlightenment.
    The leaves are dancing
    in the breeze,
    like words of truth that I stuffed
    into my soul.

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  20. I would plant with you, maybe I do. Like Sisyphus, maybe, but still. This poem captures a never ending work.

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  21. SO lovely, Ayala. And I think peace is possible. We each must continue to hold that light, that aim.

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  22. Peace be with you, ayala.
    Beautiful poem

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  23. "Bleeding unto the page,
    soaking my bones,
    like the water soaking
    the seeds I left behind to
    saturate and grow.
    Words that liberate,
    words of peace." - wow.

    Peace is what we all need. Beautiful words.

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  24. peace and love the eternal dream of all...a soothing poem..smiles ayala:))

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  25. People definitely have to keep trying for it, even if it seems impossible. Thanks, Ayala. k.

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