Let Day Find Itself
Let Day Find Itself
Tony DeLorger © 2016
Jewelled green carpet awaits the light,
morning damp and clenched grey by sky,
the sun in dismay rescinds what’s meant,
to slumber far from nature’s eye.
And I arise to those rich green slopes,
glistening orbs like diamond glimmer streams,
of plumes that dress the chilled day morn,
as autumn beds for winters coming dream.
And silence bares the absent trills of feathered life,
nestled warm in nooks secure,
and stillness calm of days portending,
when winters bleak and cold remorse ensues.
And then as if to utter a single hope,
a crack in sky does spurn the dark below,
and shard of radiant light cut through,
and enliven all in promise, bestow.
For all those extremes of mothers deft hand,
no darkness can prevail without eventual light,
and as bleak as moments can find a heart,
in light pervades a new and hopeful start.
So I invite the day, in grey lackluster begin,
to search its soul for much broader scope,
and let that loving sun at least appear in hope,
with all our gifts of life and beauty.
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Though our skies may be gray and dull from time to time, we beg for light to appear and cut through the haze of life and what it offers. We see through eyes of color, even though often blinded by the dark and what it offers, dark abyss and lack luster. Yet we absorb the light when it appears, take a deep breath through mouth and nostrils and feel the beauty of its warmth fill our souls once more, another day has begun indeed, we put one foot forward and trust the other will follow. Well written Tony, your enhancement with words makes for a magnificent journey of my mind.
Yes, light always follows darkness, just as there is always hope. I love this piece, Tony – it reminds me to always rise above anything that may try to pull me down. Very well-written.
Glad you enjoyed it Phyllis, I think we all need that reminding, as life can feel so oppressive at times and we lose hope temporarily, only to find light at the 11th hour. Take care.
Much appreciated Vincent, and agree, darkness is just a prelude to light. Storms are fleeting and light enduring. Thank you my friend.
Beautifully penned, nature reveals that there is always hope.
Thank you Nithya, so pleased you enjoyed my expression. Nature is a favorite subject of poetry, for good reason. To me it is our greatest lesson in both harmony and sharing in life. Take care, hope you’re enjoyed the site.