Moments Passing Through Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms growing and running through my mind, all
during the night, enticing spirits of my being
with their energy.

Bright and penetrating, never living in shadows,
soaking in every particle and fiber that's filtered
into the energy of my total being.

Such a generous amount of pleasure, filling my soul
with passion, living within for poetry and music,
nothing able to shake or sever any of it.

Subtly, always captivating my mind and letting it
have freedom needed forever, a total purpose being
fulfilled with a passionate and incessant energy.

Moments passing through time, never stopping or
pausing, allowing intellect to always be writing
poetry, composing music and painting.

All of it coming from a bluened space deeply set in
my soul, innate talent releasing it all into the
atmosphere.

Beauty unsurpassed in this world, given to a mere
poet, a gift from God from the very moment of
conception.

Remembering it well, the vision bright and clear in
the light shining from heaven alone.