For the First Time I Listened

Like winds across a desert plain,
my yearning seeks resolution,
forever flight in parts unknown,
beyond horizons, thoughts already sewn,
I strive for the solace of stillness.
Undone, bereft of contentment,
unfulfilled and weary,
a soul on a wayward path,
cannot find a blissful moment,
when moments arrive in dreary succession.
Doors are many, decisions poignant,
when standing on a precipice,
and fate contends with will it seems,
in missteps and wanting dreams,
when hope dismissed and paths extreme, unfold.
Seeking always seeking,
as if a piece of me not whole,
something missing, something overlooked,
for what I see is less that I should hold,
if only if I could see the misconception.
For horizons come and go,
and always they are at a distance,
and never do I arrive my destination,
as it remains one step beyond me,
so in sorrow do I lament this calamity.
Until one day in my misery,
I looked to the stars so far away,
and thought how they stay in my heart,
regardless of their eternal indifference,
and then looked within, the deepness of my existence.
To my surprise I saw what I was missing,
a part of me glistening within,
so deep I had not noticed,
perhaps my soul, my whole was calling me,
and for the first time, I listened.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Ohhh, how wonderful to go deep within and listen to the voice of your soul. It took me many years to really listen, and when I did I found love, not romantic love, but love of all that is – a real love for one who touches my heart and soul, for all of nature, for life, for knowing that beyond this life there is an even more glorious existence where all that I love will eternally grow spiritually. Wonderful work, Tony.
So pleased you enjoyed it Phyllis. Enjoy your evening. Take care.