RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Creating Needed Distance - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Stressing to the max, intellect, as I write as quickly
as this rhythm races to my hearing.
Feeling the senses of eternal guidance, leading me into
pathways of heaven's gardens.
Giving me interior peace needed to get through another
day without falling apart or taking myself out of life's
Sincerely softening blows of suffering with the energy
of this morning's music.
Living the essence of blessed serenity, being the person
I'm meant to be through eternal rhythms, calling me always
into outer realms of life's existence.
Creating the distance that I need to be free of other's
opinions and views, trying to narrow my own creative
Never letting it happen, writing constantly to mirrors of
intellect, inspiring my mind with an everlasting glimmer
of absolute perfect peaceful serenity.
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