Unfolding Our Souls Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Unfolding Our Souls



Waves of madness flowed over, under and through,
creating havoc and turmoil in the life of abundant
living.

Sorrow scraped along the edges, bleeding, reaching
out, trying to lay hold it's claim on beings.

Nothing realized, life bowed it's head in shame,
turning forever from the sight of man.

Filtering within, settling finally in the deep
abyss of interior stillness, touching the soul,
stirring God within.

Holy chances rising to the surface, being held in
praying hands, hope slowly ebbing forward,
evaporating the madness.

Waves of madness flowed over, under and through
recreating havoc and turmoil in the life of
abundant living.

Until we allow God to enter our lives, unfolding
our souls in praise of Him.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014
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