Grasping Faith Tighter Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding waves of apprehension, trying to stand upright and
surf over tops of all of them.

Watching the sky for openings of enlightenment, hoping to
be enlivened by good ideas and thoughts, blocking out all
the rest.

Holding to the rhythms being listened to, keeping them in
the forefront of this mind so they can be used to help me
through everything needed to be gotten through.

Moving closer to my spirit, grasping faith tighter, hoping
for hope to fill being and take me surfing through all of
this emotion and pain, coming out on the other end, alright
and better than when I came in.