Artist Crystal Michelle Fallin

Artist Crystal Michelle Fallin
June 19, 1984 - August 18, 2019

Monday, June 20, 2022

“I Praise you for I am Fearfully and Wonderfully Made”

Psalm 139:8-16

If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, 
even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. 
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” 
even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. 
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. 
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

Beauty in the Storm

There was a rawness about her
That many didn’t understand
She was chaos in the wind
And fire across the sky and 
Not everyone could appreciate
Beauty in the Storm.

Thursday, June 16, 2022

A Flower with a Graceful Soul


She was a flower with a graceful soul

Filled with passion and dreams…

A SENSITIVE PLANT in a garden grew,
And the young winds fed it with silver dew,
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light,
And closed them beneath the kisses of night.
And the spring arose on the garden fair,        5
Like the spirit of love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on earth’s dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

Wednesday, June 15, 2022

I Heard your Voice in the Wind


I heard your voice in the wind today 
and I turned to see your face;
The warmth of the wind caressed me-
as I stood silently in place.
I felt your touch in the sun today 
as its warmth filled the sky;
I closed my eyes for your embrace 
and my spirit soared high.
I saw your eyes in the window pane-
as I watched the falling rain;
It seemed as each raindrop fell-
it quietly said your name.
I held you close in my heart today 
it made me feel complete;
You may have died…but you are not gone 
you will always be a part of me.
As long as the sun shines…
the wind blows…the rain falls…
You will live on inside of me 
forever for that is all my heart knows.


 The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.

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