Nature's Expressway Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nature's Expressway



Walking through the desert of my soul, watching mountains,
climbing them and enjoying the dizzying heights they can
attain on their own without any help from mankind.

Clouds passing by, touching their faces and powdering their
noses with a sprinkling of snow upon them.

Caressing and feeling their softness, enjoying their beauty
and meaning in the expressway of nature contained within.

Saturday, January 10, 2015
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