C. Michael Miller


The mirror was my life’s bane...
I saw only reflections of loss, and
missed opportunities.

I looked to the stars for comfort only to
find not one of them shone for me.
All I saw was the dark spaces between.

Through the darkness I felt my
anguish growing, my despair deepening...
Question... if by miracle, water can flow from rocks,
why can’t my heart find peace?

... the dark spaces between...

I was prepared to extinguish my
final light when a friend I’d dismissed
in times past, forgivingly re-entered my life.

My friend quickly observed, “It is so like you to keep
all this pain to yourself... are you that self-centered?
Come, allow me to taste your tears.”

An unexpected journey begins with the help
from a shining star. Now just like the rocks,
my heart flows.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 9, 2005
Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 3, 2006

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  • Wanda Swim Strunk (11/9/2005 8:56:00 AM)

    Said the little light ' I plunge myself in darkness to know I am a light'

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