Sight To Behold Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Symmetry in life is delicate and fragile, touching upon
designs and patterns this mind brings into focus.

Playing them like strings of a harp, composing music so
tenderly, interiorly being filled with peace of the Divine.

A sight to behold, cherishing it forever on photographic
screens of intuitive memories.

Always able to look back upon them whenever wanting to see
them again in the future.

Impeccable and silent, never forsaking mind or intellect,
for God has given these gifts of innate talent.

Protecting me throughout this temporary life of insanity,
living in the reality of a lifetime filled with suffering
and sorrow.