The Frugal Rejection
A Frugal Rejection
By Tony DeLorger © 2014
How frugal my thoughts of darkness plight,
knowing considerations holds fast to my countenance,
and I in pursuit of higher goals live in dreams,
and the potential of a beautiful mind.
Not easy the dismissal of the negative,
hovering endlessly overhead, before my eyes in constancy,
so I withdraw from the temptation, to fixate on what my mind relishes,
the nourishment all I can hope for in this illusion of life.
Cynical perhaps, but in reality a choice I make,
for what leads a soul to water, shall almost certainly drink,
and weakness I acknowledge shall not procure me,
not while cognizance betrays not my being.
How will I survive my own rigours, in perpetual review,
always seeking the path of righteous steps, for purity of expression,
no paradigm of religious intent, just a perfect vision of life,
unblemished by what others deem worthy, in this husk of physical hedonism.
What parts a soul from a body marked, chosen of mind and creativity,
not immersed in the gratification of the flesh and ego,
but struggling to keep the two apart, body the mere housing of consciousness,
and mind the master of will and deed, unchallenged.
I choose what relates to my pursuits, my enlightenment,
and favour this above all else, but with feet upon the ground,
for living in clouds disconnects mind and earth,
and words resound meaning most in earthly plight.