RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sunshine and cloudy days surround us through the years,
rain and snow falling upon earth paying no heed to what
we want or don't need.
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Knowing there are things that I've never done before in
life, wanting to try everything at least once, seeing the
flying suit on television, wanting to go out and try it.
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Swaying back and forth in landscapes of nature, scoping out
the pure innocence of it's beauty as I travel back roads in-
to the wilderness.
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Rotating in twilight, searching for patterns and designs
being reached above in heaven.

Touching upon messages of silent recrimination that swirls
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Staying behind, setting the stage for a future time when I
will be able to join in visions that continually keep coming
to me incessantly.
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Trampling down rhetoric of yesterday, wanting to explore new
thinking of today's scene, somber, yet happy, thinking of all
the friends I've made through the years.
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Swinging rhythmically in time with music and it's tempos,
taking steps into rhythms as they cooperate with an interior
spirituality, filling our souls in depths of the Divine.
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Traveling alongside the river, looking further into details
of nature, seeing it's amazing images that are subjecting
intellect to their essence and innate intelligence.
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Taking back many images of yesterday, remembering every
detail as they play explicitly for my mind and intellect,
rushing to embrace every image with love and caring.
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Rising every morning to the silence of the sun coming up over
the horizon, enlightening the world with it's astute beauty,
watching as it illuminates everything.
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