RoseAnn V. Shawiak
More Treasured Moments - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
There are far more treasured moments in life than I have
experienced, I have known a very few of which I can remember.
Memoires of holding my little brother's hand as we walked
side by side through the desert, discovering it's gentle
beauty is one.
Another would be climbing to the tops of trees, discovering
whole new worlds among the branches and leaves.
One of security and peace untouched by any other human, a
silent touching of soul to mind, creating a talent, uniquely
Savoring every delicacy brought to light, writing, drawing,
musically sensuous, aware of a natural, unspoiled inner life
hiding in the deepest chambers of my being.
Emotional ties buried in the physical attributes of my body,
unalienated feelings pulsing through the vast network of
arteries and veins.
Off the track somewhat, as old habits die with difficulty,
treasured moments are far and few between.
Quaking memories throw off the rocks of numbness at times,
filtering several moments at times of believing through
to a remembered image.
Life is seen and experienced from very little views and
aspects, and is lived as fully as we think it can be.
Shortened spheres of reality seem so long, a life-time of
Wanting the vestiges of heart-felt love to grow within the
contemplation of it's birth, unseen until the immense
Flowering on levels of eternity, remaining always, little
treasures of infinity, carefully preserved for the moment
we call life.
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