Finding Place
Finding Place
I lay within the folds of warmth,
my shell of choice,
and peer out toward the stars,
their blinking echoes of past
like a reminder of longevity,
of death and transformation,
of mystery and
unanswerable questions.
So clear the night,
to strip away that diaphanous veil,
and in stark light the beauty of eternal affront,
the unsettling knowing of not knowing,
and the funnelling of curious minds
into narrow pressured voids
of creative possibilities,
none to be sated.
As a child it evoked fear,
now, it just draws a mind
to some minimal resolution,
some secret unveiled for an ego’s placation,
a sorrow’s purpose,
or a joy’s worth,
to know more than a God bestowed,
but a path designed in omniscient glow.
How I still delve into the darkest caverns of me,
to find those primordial seals,
and break what at core resides,
to know more than a vacant simple being
of what the future holds,
not in belief but posterity,
to know with whom I belong,
and in love just be.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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Oh! Tony, this is such a great expression of seeking Self. Your last stanza really hits home with me. You put into words what I seek and often cannot express. So comforting to me that I often find a part of me from reading your poetry. Beautiful.
So pleased you relate to my outpourings Phyllis. In writing I have no filter and just let what I feel out and hope people relate to it. Pleased you do