Leah Ayliffe

Bronze Star - 2,018 Points (June 8,1991 / Toronto)

Stolen Light - Poem by Leah Ayliffe

She always had a song in her soul
At times she would sing in her mind
The powers of her heart
At others she would let it free out loud

Countless dreams, endless horizons
Taking things freely as they come
And dancing under the moon was her only happy time
Holding close to her chest a secret truth

Barefoot on the grass, the dirt, the earth
The earth her mother, sister, child of awe
She feeds it her love, it rejuvenates her spirit
An intimate bond of eternal beauty and life

Her song was a rarity of generosity
A melody of trust in the glorious universe
Her intuition had a power, had knowledge of the sky
Yet a sadness was knocking that could not be ignored

She heard its calling, but tried to refuse the sound
Turning away from the energy that tried to steal her light
She sang, she sings, shielding the light in her heart
But the stirrings of darkness was an unstoppable force

Where did the sound of sweet song go?
Where did the glow of love and light run to?
Where are the waves of her beautiful vibrations?
The world turned it's back, she sits alone

Father time, hear her silence, steal her tears
Father time, take away this child of earth's fears
Mother nature, hold her in your arms of grass
Mother nature, kiss her gently with your sun showers

And the energy stands still for a time, but there is no peace
the energy stands still for a time, but there is no peace
the energy stands still for a time, but there is no peace
it will go on, she will go on, the song will change its rhythm

She's a dancing moon princess, strong as thunder in the dark
She's the compass of the sea and earth, the waves grow restless
Her heart beats loud, love begins to glow in the black sky
And the wolves howl to her like the queen of the night

Lightening power runs through her veins
Stardust and sunshine bleed from her heart
A darkness may have destroyed her peace
But she breathed in the storm and carried it on

Gone is the song of pure joy and day dreams
Lost, killed, she lost everything
Now she's the child of both light and dark
Now she sings a melody of true freedom

Once a follower of earth's deep energy
Devoted to the dirt, to the land, the trees
She now has within her all power of the elements
She is the ruler of earth, water, air and fire

She is the eternal survivor.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Inspired by a close friends struggle with trying to find herself again.

Comments about Stolen Light by Leah Ayliffe

  • Gold Star - 10,838 Points Daniel Brick (5/3/2015 11:35:00 AM)

    WOW! This a WOW poem because it asserts the heart's desire with all the resources of language and poetry. Such a poem could also assert the soul's desire the way a SUFI poet like Rumi does, or it could be the mind's desire which is asserted, as in poems by Wallace Stevens. But here with the focus on the heart you have your own answer to the questions raised in the two poems previous. Of course, all we have are words, and they don't create new realities. They create psychological realities, new hopes, a better outlook, resolutions to be a better person - that kind of thing. And the immediate focus of this poem - TO FIND HERSELF AGAIN. Poetry can make that happen! I hope it worked for that close friend. The poems you are writing are a lifeline of emotional victories
    stretching across time, to whatever future awaits you. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,534 Points Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi (8/19/2014 1:33:00 PM)

    So beautiful....so mature specially for someone so young. Loved it (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,154 Points Richard Provencher (8/12/2014 7:15:00 AM)

    I really like the freedom it portrays - - like a beautiful Monarch butterfly, checking landing spots, curious and carefree. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 7, 2014



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