Rejoicing In Quiet Moments Of Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding down trails of yesterday, but not seeing what people back then
actually saw, progress has cut its many views in half or more.

Loving when going through a pristine desert, or through a fascinating
mountainous environment before us, seeing an ageless beauty always.

A wonderful landscape and scenic view, written down in poetry in an
imaginational reality that outdoes itself all the time.

Rejoicing in quiet moments of time, listening to rhythms of silence
and peace while riding through Mother Nature's tranquil visions.

Ones that have been around for many centuries, some of it never
having been touched or exposed to humanity all this time.

Rhythmic formulas describing all of its textures, as senses feel them
interiorly with a feeling of satisfaction, while traveling through
this temporary life.