RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Rich in words, beliefs and sorrow, tended in lonely
mansions of tomorrow's interchanges.
Veiling blue shadows through yesterday's funerals,
watching for omens of life now past.
Monarchs beyond our levels of reality walk about
without being seen by anyone.
Wishing to speak to loved ones', warning and loving
them outside our normal reach and cerebellum.
Replacing fear with hopeful curiosity - wanting to
believe that speech beyond life is possible.
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