Once driven by ego’s lame projections,
I stumbled over myself, many times,
and with scars to prove it
I remind myself of my foolish state of mind,
thinking one could be the centre, the rhyme
of a world, the play of consequence.
As scars amassed, and new thoughts hatched,
I came to realise in humble tones,
my arrogance was so ill-founded,
indeed unwarranted in the light
of all my needs and desperation,
wanting control complete, my mind elite.
Embarrassment marked my folly,
my exposed and dishevelled superiority,
brought down by mediocrity,
when expectations were high for truths untold,
and so at my own hands, I suffered,
found the bottom of a lonely dark hole.
Since then, and spirit willing,
I’ve arrived at a balance, less chilling than before,
a warmer heart and selfless art my pursuit,
knowing now the ego is a necessity
but not the truth avowed,
just a slight of hand shroud, we must relent.
And so art and beauty I cherish,
for through it, I found my core, who I was meant to be,
and now humility is far more important,
for in selfless giving and heartfelt living,
love has transformed this once shallow life
to service and expression through words.
So the story has a moral, a revelation,
ego is a step to find a place,
but it is the heart and spirit that creates necessity in life,
appreciation and for a giving soul a path,
to ascend to higher levels of wisdom
and to experience happiness and peace in your heart.
Words for me are birds in flight,
they soar into the heavens and take me with them,
and in this state of mind, I see beyond horizons,
I see souls within and know well the value of love,
for without it, this journey would be a pointless path,
just an aftermath of wrong.
Tony DeLorger © 2018