Diminished divinity

Her hair smelled of lavender,
and her skin was velvety smooth,
and I’d wanted to bask in her loveliness
as she stirred neath the purplish moon.

But soon, the luminosity faded,
and her body grew cold and gray,
and I cried for never being able to tell her
all the things I’d wanted to say.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/window-wood-frame-fantasy-full-moon-4670739/

12 thoughts on “Diminished divinity

  1. Sometimes we take things for granted and when we lost them, we cry. This message should be for little kids to love and respect their parents, cause we sure are growing up, but our parents are growing old. In this world, nothing is permanent, we should accept this, but also we need to cherish every possible moment.
    Beautiful work Michelle, Your work is very peaceful

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