Wash my feet
to you I surrender.
Your lips soothing
like a lullaby
whispered to an infant.
and poets dream.
I am awakened
by this moment
My feet anchored in the sand
seashells leave a mysterious trail.
Life is here,
connected to all that came before us
and all that remains.
At http://dversepoets.com/ Marina is asking us to write an ordinary thing in our life that would be easy to take for granted. Sometimes when I am out in the ocean I realize the grandeur of it all and how easy it is sometimes to forget to celebrate it.
Glorious Poem! Tight, Perfect, Meaningful! Like a shell. . . .ReplyDelete
ALOHA from Honolulu
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I love the extraordinary touch you have given to the ordinary. I feel the ocean through your poem.ReplyDelete
mmmm just the kinda surrender i want...tot he rhythm of life and the ocean...i wish i was close to the beach still....so much life there...even in the remnants left on the sand...ReplyDelete
We live in a wonderland here in Western WA, hemmed in by mountain ranges, 100 miles from the coast, adjacent to the inland sea of Puget Sound, rimmed by fire mountains--& yes, every foray is golden, & for me & mine, never taken for granted; nice piece.ReplyDelete
There is nothing like the seashore to restore your spirit. This was gorgeous, ayala. And makes me miss the ocean sharply.ReplyDelete
ah, I drifted off into the ocean while reading this... then came back to reality when I went too deep and realized I don't know how to swim. smiles... this is a very peace write... there's a certain calmness in resting by waters...ReplyDelete
Wonderful how the sea can restore.. And if it's close to where you live it might be ordinary..ReplyDelete
This is my third attempt to comment!ReplyDelete
Just beautiful - redolent of all the pleasures of the seashore.
Very soothing, lullaby sound of the poem, perfectly mirroring the waves coming in.ReplyDelete
a beautiful feeling and connection with the oceanReplyDelete
We both wrote about our feet being anchored by the sand...something we never take for granted....lovely.ReplyDelete
I really love this poem and photo. You were able to transport me to my favorite place the OBX where I too can feel so relaxed. Thank you.ReplyDelete
Agreed! beautifully penned Ayala! :)ReplyDelete
You transported me to those moments I've experienced too. Beautiful poem.ReplyDelete
I get that feeling with the ocean too. I could smell the air while reading. I really liked this poem.ReplyDelete
oh you make me yearn for the ocean....ReplyDelete
The image of the shore as the lips of the ocean is simply brilliant, Ayala. Lovely work.ReplyDelete
Why so serious why so complicated to simply connect to life.. i often wonder now..but no then.. when life truly is a complicated mess i view...then....ReplyDelete
To escape to freedom.. is such a loving experience.. to no longer be trapped by the complicated mess that can be mind...language.. and culture too..
i find it in Mother Nature TRUE..YES.. my human nature freedom.. i look back..i visit.. but only stay here now..now.....as i learn my lesson well.. to never ever..really go back...:)
I want to walk on the ocean ~ReplyDelete
Whimsical, Ayala. Perhaps this could become a monthly series? Would love to hear how much the ordinary means to you.ReplyDelete
I love the idea of surrendering to the ocean...nature has so much history, strength and beauty. I enjoyed this.ReplyDelete
You have me wishing I was on the beach, toes in the sand, the sights and sounds of the ocean all around.ReplyDelete
lovely sense of the waves here. k.ReplyDelete
Ayala this is breathtaking. I love the connection of what was and is to come....a beautiful heartfelt poem.ReplyDelete
Miss you, ayala. Hope all is well!ReplyDelete
ayala, glad you are okay. I hope there is light in your life soon. I know this time of year begins the dark for me...always hard to push through to the Spring. Sometimes just knowing it's there is a bit of a help.ReplyDelete
Thank you dear friend. xoxoDelete
Made me feel as though I was on the precipice of the vast ocean...ReplyDelete