Unanswered Questions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dancing in the wind, fine tuning strings of my heart with
fragrant beauty, touching my soul with the life of a rose.

Reaching into depths of unseen, unlearned knowledge, find-
ing truths and understanding from unseen wisdom.

Knowing with a fervent prayer of doubtful hope, acknowledge-
ing the fact that maybe life will be gone tomorrow.

What have I done to bring goodness or kindness into this
world, what could I have done better?

Somehow I do not know the answers to these questions, they
are too hard for me.

Looking at the rose bush of life, seeing it's thorns, feel-
ing them, gazing at their petals of beauty.

Finding myself suddenly transported, now I am the rose,
sitting upon a bush, going through life the best way that
I can and suffering for it.

Hoping that whenever people gaze at me they can see within,
the breath of life which God has given to me.