RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 19,834 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Praying Monk - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding down Lincoln Drive, drinking in the beauty
of Phoenix's mountains, running the fingers of my
mind gently across their surface, feelings being
soothed as I do so.
Soulful, pious, majestic, religiously standing
over our city, marking it with desert growth and
animals of God's distinction.
A praying monk kneeling on the edges of a steep
cliff, asking God's forgiveness for the horrible
mess humans have made of his earth.

(9: 33 a.m. - 12/11/08)


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, January 3, 2014


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