Sometimes,
you might feel like
hurling yourself
at the moon.
Others times,
you might wanna
just sit quietly
under the stars.
But no matter where
you find yourself…
Just know
that the stars
will never forget
the wishes you made.
And the moon
will never misrecollect
that crestfallen look
upon your face.
Because even when
the world disremembers,
the cosmos still counts
every tear it ever created.
© 2023 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/light-stars-moon-atmosphere-4499109/
To describe him is an impossible task
He is literally everything
And yet so often
We don’t even recognize him
And I ask myself this…
How can someone be “all”
In every way imaginable
But not be revered as such
Are we that full of ourselves
Consumed by the cosmos
The one that He created
That we choose to disregard him
Without hesitation most days
All because he doesn’t suit
Our desirous and covetous needs
I feel I fail miserably
Right in the front of the One
Who gave me my whole life
What does that say about me
What does that say about any of us?
© 2019 Michelle Cook
* Just as I finished writing this piece this morning, and was reading it out loud to myself, a freak snow storm came out of nowhere, with snowflakes the size of my fists. I don’t even know how to describe the wave of emotions that washed over me in that moment. It was truly indescribable. God always is…
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