Feeling Creatively Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sliding into another dimension, feeling creatively with every
single sense within, taking in everything seen like a breath
of fresh air in springtime.

Feeling refreshed, renewed, energetic and totally at peace,
serenity touching each and every particle of our beings with
a sacredness of the Divine above.

Nothing like this can be seen or felt on this temporary earth,
it comes only from above, God's heaven being the last resting
place we will ever have after death.