Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

A New Day




Your petal hangs
 lifeless,
fragile
waiting for me to breathe into you.
The wilderness has been trying
you wrestled with the choices
and your faith.
Awaken your desire to stand ,
to exhale
to watch the crossroads
as a challenge,
as a new day.
Watch the geese glide over
the lake
and dream that you are whole
 once again.

24 comments:

  1. This poem has a reflective sadness...and yes, the dream of wholeness. If only....

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  2. Sometimes the pieces take a while to become whole again, if ever

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  3. I pray for the healing, to become whole again ~ Lovely share Ayala ~

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  4. and perhaps they will be whole again...maybe they are just waiting
    for the right person to breathe life on them...

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  5. Lovely write, Ayala .... hope and dreaming goes hand in hand .... great concept ...

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  6. a battle in itself... that is life

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  7. its good to have someone who breathes life into us in times of sadness or pressure...

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  8. It is good for those who feel broken to have someone who can give them hope and make them see they can be whole again.

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  9. I wonder if a person dreams he/she is whole if that will expedite the process for actually becoming whole?

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  10. Groovy piece. Love the ending with the geese gliding over the lake along with the contemplation that brings about.

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  11. a beautiful poem Ayala...hey i think i've already read it on FB... :)

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  12. Not easy to get the support when most needed. Great if someone can extend it to us. Great lines ayala!

    Hank

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  13. Someone to stand beside you and breath into you when needed is a true blessing.

    janet

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  14. The part about awakening to stand and view crossroads as a new day and challenge is fantastic. That is a great way to live.

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  15. Ah.. the dream of being whole.. one dreams it.. one dreams it.. one dreams it again and again.. and finAlly remembers it was never a dream...

    the dream of being separate.. the real dream.. the nightmare of a
    lone.. that never really is.. but somewhere deep lost

    in mines of minds..

    Smiles and Happy Halloween..2..:):)1

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  16. Oh Ayala this is breathtaking. Poignant and lovley!

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  17. I love your words and the image you created Ayala. Thank you for visiting. I've missed you on our vast ocean web of blogs-


    ALOHA from Honolulu
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^= . <3

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  18. A place of renewal. Every spirit needs to visit them from time to time. Hope you have a love-filled weekend, ayala.

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  19. There is always a new day, and life would be beautiful :-)

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  20. Somehow reminds me of the Dal lake in Kashmir.... Not that I have ever been, but the pictures I've seen come flashing to my mind when I read and re-read this.

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  21. Needed this. It's perfect right now. Thank you.

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