I don't really want to leave
but it seems as if I must
my life is so uncertain here
an there is little I can trust

I only really know
that this is not for me
it seems I must pursue
my loving destiny,

I have heard you always
I hope you know me too
the one who frees me baby
already I love you

without knowing you in person
I love you this I know
I only need to find you
to let this flower grow.


Ma Cherie ©2017

and every day is a chapter and every
dream a limb
every new thing a sunrise and  every leaf
a hymn
and every song has her melody
and every tune her key
each wisdom its simplicity
simple things their place
prejudices their predispositions
and harmony her grace
and a new day will dawn
I am so sure
where the trees grow flowers
of fruit and the leaves fall
like money and
the songs are as melodic
as wisdom on a new sunny day
and the people place no
thought to differences
i pray

Thunder raging
It's going to rain
Clouds are flashing lights
Tightening pressure within my brain
The awe of nature
God above
The force in which
He shows His love
Seasons changing with the heat
With great force He gives us
What we will need
Time to time there is a cost
We are not capable or choose not to understand
Endurance all part of His plan
I pray for the time to come someday
All pain in my brain will go away
This thunder will be but a vibration
Of my past that led me to understand
All is meant to be in
Our Heavenly Fathers plan
Amen

Tips of pine
Curves of birch curls
Against the crimson scarlet
slight of eve
I rest my eyes

Gently, I wipe the soft oak table
Cotton and lace draped
Fruit ń avocados
nestled in a bowl
A sweet for the morning

The day dissolves
My weary mind
My weary bones
My heart...weary

I turn from the world
Tuning into only the
simplest, base sounds
Hues of gentle reflection

The angst that
has gripped
too many moments
of too many hours
of too many days
Just now begins to ebb
Just now able
to breathe
at a gentle gait

Three down comforters and
feather pillows fluffed into a nest
My shoulders can rest
Lights down low,
I find my warmth
within this
divine softness

Shutting down...
The sounds,
the warmth
my breath
Let the dreams take me away


#shuttingdown
Copyright © 2017.
Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.

As the first drop fell on me
I looked up at the black canvas
gathering and rumbling ominously.

But there was supposed to be another
not far
but right over my head
to defend me against the weather
pattering insane
between me and the rain.

Did I by any chance
leave my umbrella here, sir?
I ran to the shopkeeper.

We all suffer this predicament
was his smiling statement
losing grip over our mind
letting things be left behind
and then came the mischievous addendum
as if my trouble had inspired his mood

go for good
once you let them go
woman and umbrella

they never again show.

I walked heavy hearted

The weight of life was pushing down on my soul

There were so many question

And yet not one answer

A knock fell upon my door

A flood of overwhelming emotion traveled through me

I saw her

I felt her beautiful brown hair

I embraced her warm presence

I saw her fce and regained my heart

Then she quickly faded away

My eye opened against everything in me

She was gone

And I was never getting her back