Tunnel Of Spirituality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Incantations coming from other dimensions, touching my mind
with their heavenly scents, abiding in a tunnel of spirit-
uality.

Bluened light surrounding and filling me intensely, looking
within at fields of flowers, blooming in all colors of the
rainbow.

Their essence and effervescence filling the atmosphere, im-
possibilities taking their beauty and transporting it into
my being.

There it blends with my innate nature and intellect, grasp-
ing my soul, touching it's spirit, making me whole so I may
continue to love and serve God while I am able.