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Where do I go in quiet moments

Updated on December 14, 2013
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Where do I go?

By Tony DeLorger © 2013

Where do I go in those quiet moments,

when there is no-one to see, to hear

or look beyond my mortal shell.

Where does a mind go

when the bounds of thinking relent,

and the scope of possibility is uninhibited.

When darkness pervades my inner self,

and touches my soul with its gnarled bony claws,

I travel beyond myself, beyond the life I know,

to destinations unseen in time, places manifest within me,

I the master of reality, where only I can know.

Here, in the light of all my being,

I find the solace of fashioned ideals,

my wildest dreams the construct of my own reality,

and in that I am at peace, even in the darkness,

for what I wish prevails,

despite the long arms of earthly reality,

and the limitations of physical life.

Here in the womb of my beginnings,

I touch the infinite, my pristine hope in light,

far from the plague of human will and avarice,

laying within the soft folds of flowing life,

never still, never stagnant, never at risk.

Where I go is solitude, stark yet comforting,

for within me lies a truth so transforming,

that I am one with all life: no person, no belief,

the very core of life, manifest within me,

and here in my space, I touch its soul,

and feel my turbulent humanity fade,

and I am restored in the knowledge,

I am simply particles within atoms

within molecules, an organism,

within an ecosystem, within a world,

within a galaxy, within a universe,

within infinity.

And beyond my body,

the vastness of the universe,

is but a particle within an atom,

where other worlds exist, life exists.

Where do I go?

From whence I came.

Each one of us are made from star dust, we are the universe, made of it, an expression of it. And we are so small yet so immense, from whichever perspective. Within us lies all the answers, all the hopes and dreams, and all we have to do is to realize they are within us. Only we can make that connection.


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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Very flattering Johly, so glad you enjoy my work. Thanks for you kind comment.

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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Glad you liked it John, a feast for thought.

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      Johly Beichhualai 4 years ago from Mizoram

      This is a noble poem that really explain the individual self in solitude. I really like the way you reflect the thought processes and reality. The intermingles of realities and dreams worked out perfectly.You are an amazing poet. I love you and all your poems.

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      John Hansen 4 years ago from Queensland Australia

      "ashes to ashes, dust to dust" astounds me, the universe amazes me....and I am nothing, yet everything. up, up, up.

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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Much appreciated FR, glad you enjoyed it. Take care.

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Amazing, beautiful and thought-provoking poetry! Yes, those quiet moments take us to the best places ... at least for me, and many times ...places our minds may have never thought to go!

      Up and more and sharing

      Blessings, Faith Reaper