Souls at a Glance

Souls at a Glance
Souls at a Glance

From the depths of a black soul
comes the ills of a thousand lifetimes,
gathered and espoused in manner
as subtle as can be,
and they say the window is their eyes,
no compromise,
just the will of learned self aggrandizement,
like a cold stare of indifference,
yet focused as an eagle fixed on prey,
and that steely will is a shudder,
a heart missed-beat,
for those who recognize this malaise.

They say a warm heart is evident,
kindness like a ray of sunshine to the soul,
and those who in lifetimes past,
have forged a path of forgiveness, reign,
as in their eyes a calm caring
that cannot be misconstrued, rearranged,
for their will is to love and appreciate life,
and no harm intended in their righteous ensue,
just a hand of understanding
quell all fears and doubts,
and give credence to hope,
to cleanse our wasted tears.

From the depths of an ancient soul,
a myriad of knowledge burgeons,
spilling into life like a cascade of crystal water,
and the calmness of understanding is like a bird in flight,
serenely overseeing, observing truths in life,
and one may see them,
quietly taking mental notes,
but saying little, as they know the play,
and the scripts so eloquently portrayed
within humanity,
as we stumble toward learning,
discerning rightful paths.

The soul is evident,
just look into the eyes
and truth will reveal itself.

Tony DeLorger © 2017



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Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for, Google+, videos on YouTube and book sales on website, Amazon and

4 thoughts on “Souls at a Glance

  • June 21, 2017 at 4:52 AM

    Beautifully penned, Tony. I do recognize a black soul, they exude “the will of learned self aggrandizement,” and turn my blood cold just to look at them, so I turn away to look towards the ancient good souls.

  • June 21, 2017 at 5:25 AM

    Much appreciated Phyllis, yes I’ve known a few black souls in my time. Best to be avoided. Cheers!

  • June 21, 2017 at 3:20 PM

    To me souls are colorless, though I am not religious in any way. The deep inside of eyes is always black! I think the spirit within, is very much in the eye of the beholder! The concept of a black soul has too many religious overtones for me to bear. I like your poem. Well done! Cheers.


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