Surmounting The Wantonness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Always finding what it is that I'm searching for through
an interior spirituality.

Never being forsaken, searching trails of divine goodness,
pocketing faith and the hope it brings into my being.

Unfolding into the beauty of heaven's gardens, being
brought quietly, silently into margins and edges of heaven.

Titillating and enticing images of beings from above, mere
necessities having no meaning anymore.

Materialistic products bearing no pressure upon us, because
we have surmounted the wantonness of them.