Something To Believe In Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Eyes closed, mind deep in a state of sleepy dreams, finding
solutions from daytime exercises and experiences, playing
in measures of tomorrow where no one else can join in.

It is a solo space in time to stand alone in, enjoying its
density and foreboding mysteries that continue to tease and
captivate this mind in an effervescent atmosphere.

Energetic spiritual feelings now touching the beauty of life
in humanity and nature, watching how they mesh naturally in
rhythms of beauty and wonder.