Facing Woes in the Light of Life’s Embrace

Brown feelings, scratchy,
decaying thoughts woven into visions,
as despair may draw our sight from light
too ambivalent to even care,
and I lament, in a haze of weighted woe,
indisposed by maudlin thoughts,
standing like soldiers in a row,
burdened I am by dark affronts,
too overwhelming to bare,
I stay close to my beating heart,
for fear I will not fair.
Flight I wish,
blue stratospheric flight,
not tethered to my burdened mind,
but released into the flow
of freedom’s plight,
a thought-less soaring in moment’s bliss,
a new clean mind to birth,
yet those troubles wait below,
patient and enduring,
and my momentary release is but
the truth just out of sight.
The weight sometimes is too much,
the pain of realization like a dagger
to the gut,
and avoiding the stark reality
is just time not on my side,
but prolonging the inevitable,
with nowhere else to hide;
so I must wake from my slumber,
and face those demons I have provoked,
make peace with my soul and life,
and let light become, evoke.
The sun upon my pallid face,
does tell me I’ve been missed,
and the flowers that bid my attention
by the path I do walk,
do kiss my soul in joyous play,
of life in calm and balanced way,
as I know I must resolve
my momentary blindness,
my indolent stubborn ways,
as brown is the color of death and renewal,
better in transformation, better in cure.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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- Brutal Night - March 30, 2021
- Like a Breeze Recalls - March 27, 2021
- Torrents - September 5, 2020
