daydreams
I live in my daydreams
because where else would I be
I live in my daydreams
how dare you ask me to come back to earth
For up here I see things
That baby you can’t, yet
But when you come
You will see
What I see
You will live in the daydreams too
And they will become
ours
I love in my daydreams
It is vast
Deep
Unconditional
And full of the gushy stuff
Where we dare to ask for the unaskable
Where we dare to believe in the unbelievable
I live in my daydreams
Where I bet on the potential
Of things we have yet to create
But know are meant to be
My daydreams are my playground
Where the confines of this time or place don’t trap my mind
Don’t trap my heart
My daydreams are my playground
Hope is on the swings
Love is coming down the slide
Joy is on the merry go round
Come play
Come play in our daydreams
the spoken word
I conceive these pieces with the beat of my heart,
then birth them with the fire of my voice.
i am ayla
born in the east, raised in the west
daughter of two academics, both artists
masters in human rights, committed to social justice
love affair with travel, art, and food
speaks four languages, laughs in all