Sanctioning Every Moment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Raising caine, hollering and yelling into the center of turmoil,
hoping to be heard, knowing that I will not always be, sincere
and totally focused on many opportunities stepping into limelight.

Sanctioning every moment as it's eliminated from one dimension and
appearing in another, particular attention being taken of an inner
intellect.

Innate and nearly perfect in most every aspect due to the bluened
light forever encased within my soul, never departing because
every particle and fiber is connected to an inner spirit of my soul.