Quiet Poetical Voice Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Constant reaching into reflections, being blinded by their
brilliance as they are brought to this side of reality.

Mirroring and playing against sharpened signs of life,
puddles of iridescent dew, standing aside, living for the
future of tomorrow's dreams.

Pulses getting weaker, fading in the distance as we step
out onto the plateau of tomorrow's pedestals, looking out
over the world.

A quiet gentle poetical voice, ringing out through the
atmosphere of tranquility, bringing peace through the
entire world.

An end to the hatred and injustice as people come together
against evil and corruption, destroying it once and for all
so we can live in a peaceful world.