RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Connectedness of the world intriques the insatiable imagination
borne within.
Conquering the genius of wisdom and releasing from it's prison, creativeness of the soul.
All gifts from God are sincerely appreciated as life unfolds in
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Traveling down a bumpy road, being thrown back and forth,
mobilizing every muscle just to remain in a seat of choice.

Watching scenery pass by, sensing it's innate nature and
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Early morning chill
greeting the rising sun.
Mountains lying on their backs,
clapping as the sun rises
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Riding down the freeway, landscapes racing by,
cars passing and leaving our sight.

On the same stretch of highway, we are traveling
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Heading east,
Superstition Mountains wake up
and greet me with their child-
like faces.
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Carrying the light of interior logic and wisdom is difficult
in this modern day and age.
Atrocities of progress are bearing down on us and our children
so much that we have nowhere to turn.
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Breaking the ebb and flow of the tide as it washes
ashore on rocky jetties, thoughts collide and rupture
with incessant pride.
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Quiet strains of joy gently cuddle up against my mind,
soothing and calming edges frayed from the day.
Softly swaying in the breeze of thought, delicately
aired and cleansed by the purity of my soul's awakening
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Tranquil, in a state of grace,
filled with the peace of the Holy Spirit.

Prayerfully recollected, serene, at one
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Life of poverty, lived in abject hopelessness, stands starkly,
proud of it's existence on earth.
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