Shadows Between Thoughts And Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Eyes rising in this morning, climbing mesquite trees in a
creative mind, seeing shadows of what lies between our
thoughts and reality.

Making them clearly understood while music seeks out the
negative processes that need to be eliminated once and
for all.

Guitars twanging, reciting prayers of children as they
curl up in candlelit smoke and rise to the heavens instinc-
tively, wonderful attitudes climbing higher into echelons
of mystery.