Delicate Hand Of God Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to musical rhythms that are going into depths
of this soul, wondering what will be found this time, be-
cause all that has been so far is fragrant.

Fascinating and fresh, a wonderful component of being a
poet, letting it all become a part of this poet's mind
and heart.

Testing, exploring and discovering many aspects and con-
cepts that keep appearing in mind and intellect, touching
soulful memories with a delicate hand of God that fills
this being with a tranquility beyond this earthly life.