• Michaela


Examine your self by all your actions,

By which parts you give to little factions

And do your values morph to abstractions

When they vex your favored way?

Are you principled or merely moral?

Make pursuit of peace or chase the quarrel?

What your chosen course when o'er a barrel?

Do your virtues go or stay?

Do beliefs matter unless effected?

When spoken only, are they rendered dead?

Would you be trusted, or be rejected?

Your choice will carry the day.

1 view

Recent Posts

See All


I have heard that there are people Who manage the motions of their lives Without the days when it hurts To choose and also to be still And that in their stillness they do not tremble And their throats

Evolving Consciousness

You killed the me I would have been I took the hurt like water takes stones Whether pebbles or boulders they all sank Left their ripples fading, but sank And I ran like a river Singing and sparkling s

World on Fire

Beauty. Fire looming and smoke pluming and all Isee is beauty Through metal eyes that cannot cry and I make myself a stone Skipped across the creek sunk in its bed, too weak To douse, and the wind pic

© 2023 by The Book Lover. Proudly created with Wix.com

  • Instagram - White Circle