Stillness like a pause in breath,
absolves the panting, yearning depths of thought,
that entwines a life with gasping desperation,
when stillness finds a soul in thought alone,
without the taunting guile of temptation.
Life’s cacophony, a monotonous crescendo,
wraps a life in afferent suffocation,
no ‘sotto voce’ to deliver notions,
just the crash of colliding words as aberrations,
forever cluttering the space of open mindedness.
I bleed for stillness,
when even wind abates by will,
and stillness offers another state of being,
where seeing is not through veils thick but free,
and thought a simple choice not forced to be.
I sit amid a maelstrom,
holding breath just to feel the release,
the peace that can imbue within the quiet
of detachment, to cease the avalanche of oppression,
life’s obsession with complexity.
And in between the breathes I must,
the pause that gives hope to all I trust will manifest,
and freedom find my soul,
within the stillness I’ll be whole
and find myself truly.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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