Awakening Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Calling from depths of inner voicing,
allocating strains of music heard to
sounds of an awakening soul.

Capturing the essence of being, setting
it ablaze for the time of reawakening -
a new birth.

Beginning a new day, trading yesterday
for the start of a life of joy and
happiness.

Quiet determination placed on a pyre of
delicate fragility - embroidered gently
with salted tears of joyless images.

Stationed upon crossroads, detailing
steadfast movement of unselfish reasoning.

Calculating the advantage of systematic
procurement, advancing pages of reason
and wisdom with mischievous pranks.