Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Soul's Prayers


Silently, prayers of souls unfold before hearts in tender
beginnings of a moment's solitude.

Rising calmly before wavering candlelight flames, guiding
every word above into realms of heaven where they will
be knowingly watched and taken protectively within hearts
of angels.

They will disperse them separately, under cover of
torrential drops of rain, falling down upon breathless
beings.

Submitted: Thursday, July 03, 2014
Edited: Thursday, July 03, 2014

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  • Colleen Courtney (7/3/2014 11:55:00 AM)

    Every line of this poem gives off such a sense of beauty, tenderness, hope and comfort. Hmm...did I miss anything? So beautifully written. Enjoyed the read so much. (Report) Reply

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