Fabric Of Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Fabric Of Being
Soundlessly falling, tearing apart the fabric of being,
sanctioned upon earmarks of holiness.
Not to be mistaken as someone of this world, walking
continuously on edges of death, looking for a way to
enter into it's unfathomable distance.
Walking from all aspects, attempting to find the center
of it, clouds parting, opening depths of heaven so I may
see into it the glory after life has ended.
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