Another Moment Passing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

White sky, clouds lower to the ground, having become dark
with nighttime shadows, sprinkling earth's skyways, look-
ing pretty.

Holding this poetical mind in throes of future endings of
yet another night, vehicles traveling across the road, now
lying in my sight.

Headlights on, shining through the dusk to keep sight of
where they're going, being careful, watching for animals
that may be crossing in front of them.

Earth now quietly silent, spirituality settling upon each
of us while watching daylight disappear in a silent magical
moment, letting go of senses, allowing them to keep flowing.

Finding their places in writing of poetry while feeling
sensations tickling away within depths of my being, living
in the lingerie of poetical musings.

Enjoying what's coming clearly into this poetical mind and
intellect through a darkening sky, saying good night silently
in prayers of another dimension.

Being seen again tomorrow, another moment in time has passed
from life, once again taking loved ones through death's doors,
and leaving us behind to fend for ourselves.