Changing Recognition Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Changing Recognition
Black clouds dancing across my vision, lightly touching
the depression sitting within, easing it a little.
Soundlessly moving, changing shape so easily, quietly,
gently with no effort.
Simultaneously bringing hopes of rain to water earth,
allowing growth to begin again.
Watching skies full of black clouds is peacefully
stirring anger within.
Reaching it with serenity, knowing it doesn't have to
be explored right now, just allowing recognition of it
is enough.
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4/19/2024 10:24:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's a nice imagination of mind by changing the outlook towards the same object with a diff. approach to the same. very interesting a caption in between...... is peacefully stirring anger within. ..... very nice