Intensity Of Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Relaxing in the palms of God's hands like a small child,
helpless and alone, trusting in Him to bring relief from
this pain of living an earthly life.

Feeling the intensity of reality as it continues to rise
and fall, never ending at all, just having to live with
it through time and eternity.

Until one day dying from this human life, being brought
beyond the curtains of life to begin again on another
shore where our spirits will be restored.