Poems from Michaela Roberts
They say that all things
Had used to be combined.
Together in God's world,
Existing freely under the Son.
But then one day,
A great ball...
Born on the wing of time,
Flowing ever so gentle,
A life becoms amazingly real
Along God's glorious mantle.
Each life is born only on
The...
Deep in the darkness of the forest
The quiet death lay
So still and so pale,
It's sight darkens the day.
As you approach it,
You hesitate...
There are billions of stars in this little window.
Billions of stars in this tiny window pane of mine.
At first, you only see the brightest...
What has changed them?
We were always the same,
Yet somehow we were parted,
And for some reason, I take the blame.
When did it happen?
Was...