Quiet Measure Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Fingering keys of an interior piano, feeling stress slowly abate from within while writing at the same time, heart racing with tempos of rhythms.

Placating the intensity of a mind and intellect as it continues to bring into being a quiet measure of life in which to find the Divine within.

Reaching absently into the mist of what will one day be our last, not worrying at all for it will be so intensely peaceful while falling asleep, never again waking upon earth again.