Contemplative Mirrors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Contemplative Mirrors



In my mind, throwing rocks into a clear blue crystal pond,
watching them hit the water with a splash and sink to the
brown bottom of mud.

Fish swimming through the liquid beauty, rainbowly reflecting
the world in their fishly scales.

Interiorly becoming calmer with the throwing of each stone,
life eases itself slowly into contemplative mirrors, like
a prayer into the depths of heaven.

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