Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Thursday, November 26, 2020

Thanks

 

 

 I heard that

thanks is a prayer.

Thanks is enough.

Struggles arise,

angels and saviors.

Old scripture along side the new.

I have morphed 

from the faithful

to the spiritual.

I read verses,

I listened to chants.

I am my father's daughter.

He claimed to find refuge and

communion anywhere.

He crawled from death to life.

He dwelt in the moment

because nothing is promised.

It was a gift

that he unknowingly handed to me.

I find solace.

I find sanctuary,

in a dark room or

under a vast sky.

Sitting beneath a sequoia tree,

peace spreading within,

within.

I inherited his optimism and 

his despair.

I inherited his aura.

His spirit dwells in the 

walls of my house,

when I light the memorial candles

on Friday nights.

The light glows.

I walk through the shadows

feeling less alone.

Thank you is my prayer.

Thank you for a thousand mornings

of silence.

A thousand mornings of love.

Thank you on paper ships

in the bay,

and rose-colored dreams.

Thank you though struggles

and failures.

Thank you.

44 comments:

  1. Oh this is beautiful. I wish I had written such a beauty of a poem. Too many wonderful lines to quote. I drank it in, with such appreciation. Just gorgeous, Ayala. I love "I am my father's daughter."

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  2. Happy Thanksgiving. This is a beautiful prayer of thanks!

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  3. The gift of appreciation for being alive is a priceless gift. Your dad must have been quite a man, Ayala.

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  4. A great poem... it reads like a prayer! We are always a part of all the has come together to make us who we are....

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  5. Such a lovely poem-prayer for Thanksgiving, Ayala, as well as a tribute to your father! I especially love the lines:
    ‘I find solace.
    I find sanctuary,
    in a dark room or
    under a vast sky.
    Sitting beneath a sequoia tree,
    peace spreading within’
    and
    ‘Thank you on paper ships
    in the bay,
    and rose-colored dreams.
    Thank you though struggles
    and failures.’

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  6. An incredibly beautiful to the strength of your father ~~ and of you.

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    1. I love the heart and soul of this piece Ayala, wonderfully written!

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  7. oops ... left out the most important word "tribute."

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  8. That is the best prayer! It crosses all religious and non religious practices.

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  9. Love the way the poem falls into its rhythm and uplifts what it contains.

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  10. This is a beautiful tribute. Like you, my father taught many lessons by example....lessons that will stay with me forever.

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  11. A beautiful poem and tribute to your father.

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  12. Thank you is a beautiful prayer, magic we turn into words and actions, spells that grow into more...

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  13. so beautiful, I was moved by the crawling from death to life, I too have seen how this causes one to live for right now. I do believe in eternity, but we are also right in it right now, this is our only moment in this moment, such wisdom imparted by your father. and This passage is so lush and verdant dreamlike beautiful:

    "‘Thank you on paper ships
    in the bay,
    and rose-colored dreams."

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  14. Your father left you a beautiful and priceless legacy. One of the best things about traditions is the way it connects to to everyone who has come before us.

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  15. Our childhood memories are so rich with memories of those long lost days. Your poem is really beautiful.

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  16. What a lovely expression of gratitude! And what a blessing of a father.

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  17. How fortunate to have a spiritual upbringing. The race is half won.

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  18. a beautiful tribute to your father.

    makes me think about the male arowana fish. after the female lays the eggs, he gently picks and puts the eggs in his mouth, holding it for about 50 days, protecting them, until the eggs hatched and then gently releases the hatchlings into the world. during the period, he will not eat anything.

    Have a safe and blessed New Year!

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  19. Thank yous are soothing, indeed. Happy New Year!

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  20. I am so glad I read this. Thank you for visiting my blog.
    This poem is a tribute and a prayer. I love it for its gentleness, lack of dogma, strong spirituality. It is lovely.

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