Salvation Of Sorts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking in cradles of rhythms, soothing and calming,
covering over stress with gentle melodies, rushing
like water over rocks in a stream going downhill.

Playing notes and chords realistically and lively,
touching upon this heart's spirit, finding ways to
alleviate the turmoil of living here on earth.

With all of it's suffering and pain in between a
few moments of joy and happiness, wishing for an
ending of it somehow.

Wanting life to be lived in a space of serenity
and solace, always tip toeing down pathways of
destiny with an inner energy.

Helping to contain peace of mind and a salvation
of sorts through faith and hope, preferring it to
ways of mankind that never really work out well.