Seeking Amid the Illusions

Lavish, the day intrudes on time,
its morning yield too magnificent to ignore,
while splayed shards of gold so light,
dancing in the fade of night released;
and who could stand before such beauty
to not be touched in heart and soul,
a simple change in nature’s eyes,
yet such array, a miracle to behold.
How complex this simple view,
one sight woven within such magnitude,
and I marvel at what gifts we hold,
to know this vista of life,
its girth a feast in eternity’s mold;
and still I look within to grasp the sin,
to acknowledge the potential within,
yet I am but a babe, to understand.
Sometimes I am caught
between dream and life,
aware of both and contemplating the plight,
as which is real, both so convincing,
yet my heart errs for the dream, so compelling;
and I peer into the night sky,
my eyes seeing more than eternal lights,
for I am a speck grasping for truth, searching for right.
Days pass, nights transform,
age creeps and wisdom dawns,
and still I’m a babe in the arms of life,
so limited in my plight,
so burned from my ineptitude,
scolded by my servitude to the mundane,
when all I want is truth,
as eyes deceive, my mind aloof.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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So much there is to learn and understand, but it is so joyous to wonder and seek. Great verse, Tony. I love it.
Glad you did Phyllis. I appreciated you continued support and understanding. Take care.