The Embrace of Being
Embrace of Being …
Awestruck I remain,
eternity’s fabric a dark resonant flame,
a regurgitating cycled resolve,
from dust to sun to supernova,
my solace of the grim life I have shunned,
and the life I seek in reverent hope.
What familial note’s the refrain of planets,
their giddy paths and arcs
of doom and compliance,
my settling mind in place in time,
and the voices of my secrets whispered, resigned
to imbibe reality’s ambit.
How lost am I in life,
yet my mind in stretch of beauty’s kind,
allows a sentient warmth
to foreshadow all the angst,
and teach a mind to flow with eternal rhyme,
this afferent experience glimmered in sky.
Where silence etched in velvet,
with studded jewels of radiance,
and distance but a space between words,
on an endless page, unwritten, smitten,
lined in purpose, perceived in knowing, in abeyance,
as life does carry on in curves.
Awesome this play,
this stage of glorious impossibility,
laid out as if a feast,
giving solace and heart’s release,
to soar in a soul’s acknowledgement,
for all we know or not, the comforting embrace of being.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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The joy of just being who we are. Amid all the angst, if we can find our Self, be content with our Self, love our Self, then we are blessed. Great work, Tony.
New you’d connect with this piece Phyllis; pleased you enjoyed it.