Moments In The Passage Of Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering the past as it vividly pops up on interior
photographic screens, memories bright, livid, beautiful,
giving needed pictures of hope and promise from the past.

Giving an impetuous to go on living, wanting to provide
ourselves with future memories, images and thoughts,
always ready, open and willing to take it all in.

An intellect standing with doors wide open to imagination,
inviting us into depths of an interior reality, aspects of
intellect giving us the reasoning and logic to interpret
what we have already and whatever else we want and expect
in our lives one day.

Expectations, promises, beauty in anticipation and exhil-
aration of the future that we hold within each of our
beings and souls.

A plethora of all that we could ever desire in a lifetime,
albeit, on the other side of the coin is the down side
presented to us through death, bereavement, loss, grief,
sorrow, sadness and abandonment.

On a scale when we balance it all in the end we find that
life is usually spent in suffering and turmoil throughout
our the years.

Only moments in the passage of time hold all the joy and
happiness we will ever receive, most of that coming from
being with family and friends throughout our lives.