Peripheral Vision Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Peripheral Vision



Talking, moving, carrying on in a peripheral vision
as music takes me beyond what my eyes can see and
mind can grasp.
Catching sight of mountains in the distance,
feeling them soothe my mind with their majestic
nature, as they continue to mature in their homey
abodes beneath Arizona skies.

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