RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Mysterious Rhythms


Musical depths coming from pictures of churches from
my youth.
Their memories bringing back the mysterious rhythms
and sacred feelings that always seemed to touch my
soul when I entered them in silent awe and wonder,
that I would be allowed to enter such beautiful
places where God resided.
According to the elders, God would always be waiting
for me to come and speak prayerfully to Him in good
times or desperation, in dire need of His help or
mercy.
A serene place that I can still enter into by first,
visiting the memories in my intellect.
Thanking God for the gift of a photographic mind,
more so in these videos of life than others.
Appreciating the details, smells, feelings, textures,
spirituality of their complete essence.

Submitted: Sunday, March 09, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 10, 2014

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