Contemplating Gifts Given Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reason and logic standing aside, letting imagination and
fantasy combine and blend into many avenues of experience
and circumstances.

Lifting spirits into mountains of beauty, contemplating
many gifts that have been given to this mere poet from
God alone.

Finding a place in this world where being actually self,
no matter what may befall through the years, taking time
from measures of musical rhythms.

Putting them fruitfully into prose for the world to read,
hopefully finding a message or so from God within the
many lines continually being written.