Always Looking Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Always Looking



Rising into the grace of heaven, yet being tied
to this hell on earth.

Wanting to take off soaring, getting lifted into
another dimension or universe away from all the
turmoil and suffering.

Always looking, but never finding the peace
needed to exist on this planet.

Saturday, June 6, 2015
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Sometimes I find myself looking everso deeply that I fear I may have missed a good parade passing me by...Then gain...are we not mere human life with desires and ambitions...Let me know f you ever find that planet of peace...and I'll be the first to apply for an Inter-planetary pilots license! Nice Work, Rose... ~FjR~

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