Time Has No Significance Interiorly Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Easing into this morning with an open and awakened mind,
being tantalized and titillated by rhythms of life.

Hearing echoes of yesterday's whispers, bringing peace
through spiritual inspiration always.

Hands of time have no significance interiorly, for time
is irrelevant to spirituality, it has no beginning, no
end, it just is.

An interior life is never finite, it's always growing,
being nurtured and nourished by faith held closely
within a being.