Some are born balanced
On a precipice and remain
Tethered for the rest of their days
Overlooking barely there
Mental images
Fragments of a lucid dream
Of a conjured up past life
Once etched on skin
But no longer there
They speak of
Violent reinvention
And escape
While the hollow speaks
And catapults into spaces
Better left unknown

Psyches wrapped in denial
Running the gamut of habitual sins
Perpetuating legacies of pain
With hands that carry
The burdens of forefathers
Tiptoeing
In the twilight of dreams
Willing for the heavens
To send a spring that blooms

Hearts whose pounding
Reverberates endlessly
inside of ears
Eyes that get darker as they close
Meet with ours
A look
A sigh
Ascertaining a mutual recognition
Of the familiar
Shadows that plague.

Happiness is elusive
In the heart that laments
This gorgeous life
Radiant with love
Overshadowed
By hollow promises
And hedonistic pleasures
Reality we present ourselves
In the pursuit
Along the wrong path
Passing on the flames
Of destruction
Life is much more
Than exhaling and inhaling
Toxic fumes of anger and apathy
Raise your consciousness
To elevate to a higher plane
Of reality which exists
Beyond the realm of mundane
Happiness is not elusive
More so, we tend to run away
From an alien feeling
Life is much more precious
A gift from eternity
Cherish beauty in your heart
Keep the flames of hope burning
To take you along the path
Of happiness

A voice out in the midst
calling out to me
to listen with the heart
and let yourself be free

I look around to see
who would call my name
yet I see no one
but the words were the same

Listen with your heart
only then speak again
still I saw no one
as soft words seemed to reign

The voice of a friend
speaking gently to me
now feeling so safe
I felt I could fly free

The gift of patience
sent to me with such love
thus from an angel
sweet presence from above

Love is not a hyperbole
Truth is in the subtleties
Arrives unexpectedly
Like gust of wind
To blow you away
And transport you
To a land of truth
Souls dance to its tune
In harmony
Till eternity, in your heart
Loves takes special space
In the realm of your life
Brings eternal sunshine

The forest hides so many things,
the leprechauns,
the fairies wings,
among the life that nature brings,
listen to the warbler sing.
And all along the forest trails,
raindrops pour
as nature sways,
each thing on its own sweet way,
passing with the grace of day.
Capture it inside your mind,
trap it well within your core.
The forest lives
and breaths with time,
always leaves you wanting more.
Lost upon the forest floor.

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Call this assurance if you must;
But when it's time to say Farewell
To one you love, it's just plain hell.

There are no words, no healing balm,
To fill the void, to ease the calm;
And not a thing that one can say
Will drive the quick hot tears away.

We look upon the empty chair
And seek the one no longer there;
And so heartbreaking is the pain
We question if we'll meet again.

How grim indeed, if death should be
The Bitter End--- Eternity;
Just some vague dream conceived by Man
And not a part of any plan.

But God has taken such great care
To note the sparrow in the air;
His Love alone can cover all
And Mark a simple Sparrows' fall.

And if he cares for the birds that fly,
then he must hear My Anguished cry;
"Dear God, I yield my grief to Thee
For Thou alone can comfort me."

~Christi Michaels~January 2015~

Always too Much
Followed by too Little
Flawed in my ability
To understand
how to balance the two

Always too Much
Followed by too Little
Left with not knowing what to do.

Since the day of my birth
Till the day of today
My own nemesis
Every step of the way

As if the wrong download
was set into place
Incongruent with my gentle beauty
My comfortable face
Always too Much
Followed by too Little

I am flawed in my ability
Born without the understanding
Of how to balance the two
Always too Much
Followed by too Little
Left with not knowing what to do


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