By Tony DeLorger © 2011
Attuned to the soft whisper of life,
I walk the pebbled paths of learning,
my loves held closely with gentle hand,
my adversaries held even closer,
so I may understand.
I seek not to harm a single life,
instead entreat the will of angels,
to abide my hearts longing swell.
I choose truth in review,
even within the harshness
of its impact.
I can only follow my heart,
regardless of the ill-intent of others,
those who understand not,
the will of a soul released.
I choose to flow with creative thought,
seek not to judge that which stagnates,
but rather entreat movement and change.
I am but one man, with eyes open
and heart captive to love.
I choose to live on clouds,
to breathe the morning mist
and to lie with the spirits of nature,
revel in miracles
and touch the souls of my family.
I am one man with a heart open.
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