Lost in the Beauty

The hues of color meld in perfect harmony
with languid thoughts so free of tether,
in the silence of evenings orange display,
rays splayed out across the ever deepening blue,
as night slowly draws across the sky,
a blanket of diamond studded eyes,
blinking in random ease
of time so lost in antiquity.
I breathe so slowly, so effortlessly,
in the slow cooling, the feast of day’s relent,
when hearts attest an afferent end
and a glorious new beginning,
as thoughts of day past drift,
in sanguine flow within nature’s gifts,
and settle they do in past,
as I let go the aftermath of calamity.
Distractions fade, into clear cascades of truth,
unencumbered by a worried stare,
let fly like balloons scattering,
leaving a soul free and attesting peace,
while horizon bares its soul,
sinking sun and stories told of day,
now tucked away ’til tomorrows clean page,
reveals in possibility.
Now stars and moon own the sky,
faded orange turned to hues of purple,
flickering time, dying suns at rest,
remembered at the behest of times of old,
echoes of life eternal, in and out of rhyme
and sold to an ancient sky,
that I in awe of sight, imbibe,
to ease my mortal pain.
The chill of nights cover,
so welcomed after days summer warmth,
a breeze so gentle upon my face relieves,
the doubts and questions my soul does weave
in transitory thoughts, drifting,
begging answers to primordial questions,
yet at days end somehow inappropriate
to appease such wondering.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
My books link for review and purchase
- Brutal Night - March 30, 2021
- Like a Breeze Recalls - March 27, 2021
- Torrents - September 5, 2020







Beauty emanates from your soul, Tony. Embers that burn eternal create beautiful works to share. I love this peaceful verse. Perfect to take me to my night’s rest. Thank you.
My pleasure and I’m pleased you enjoyed it Phyllis.
This is simply beautiful Tony – awesome piece.
Thanks Mate, much appreciated.