When I read your words
All those wonderfully inspired words
A sense of longing and desire
Pulls me straight to you
As hard as I sometimes try
I can never deny your existence
Your words they come alive
Because you live in every one
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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Once lost on the cusp
of a whisper in time,
is now something cultivated,
formed and fashioned.
Evidence composed
of a sacred memory.
Sprinkled with the essence
of a divine creator.
Recorded as proof
that our existence
has never been limited
to the meager
constraints of this world.
But instead,
“The Dream,”
that wonderful, beautiful dream,
goes far beyond…
Far beyond anything
we could ever imagine.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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They scatter, fall
Lose their way
Their lives uncertain
Full of disarray
They’ve taken risks
Leading them astray
Every decision a regret
They’ll now have to pay
They can’t go on
To start a new day
Unkind words leave them
In misery and dismay
Their agony is contagious
So we keep them at bay
Then they vanish forever
As their souls fade away
We cry out in anguish
Looking for a ray
But they’re gone for good now
There is nothing left to say
© 2019 Michelle Cook
*I wrote this yesterday as I thought about all the people around us who suffer alone every day. We may not understand exactly what our friends are going through, or how to help them, but a simple word of kindness is all it often takes to make a difference in somebody’s life. So I urge you to reach out to someone today. You could be the one to save their life without even knowing it. I’ve had friends do this for me; they never even knew how much their words meant to me, but they were everything in those moments when I was lost and felt like giving up. Please don’t ignore your friends; they need you… ~M xo
I was once a bright shining star
Never once realizing
That my days were numbered
But over the course of many moons
I did finally succumb
To the darkness which surrounds us all
Of course, there’s no going back now
The only way through
Is to catch the tail of a passing comet
And catching one is easier than it looks
They move so fast
Before you know it, they’re long gone
But maybe, just maybe, I’ll get lucky one day
I’ll vanish into oblivion
And come out the other side renewed, and reborn
That is if there actually is another side…
That’s still the question
The one I’ll never quite be certain of, until the very end
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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Plainly put
She needs more
Not the pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
But instead, that bit of light
The one beckoning her
From the end of the tunnel
She walks cautiously
Uncertain of where to step
For the ground is uneven
And the rocks are jagged
Does she dare continue?
That tiny bit of light
Seems awfully far away
She sighs…
It’s likely just a mirage
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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