RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Encapsulated in a place of spirituality, interiorly,
feeling peace and serenity filling my being entirely,
watching life travel beyond me.
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Taking moments of life into our hands, carefully doling out what
we need to do to achieve our purposes while here on earth, always
making sure that we're doing right.
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Watching clear blue skies being filled with white fluffy
cumulus clouds, spreading across the city of Phoenix so
gently and beautifully.
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Midnight funeral, feelings of death touching me deeply
with sorrow, wanting to let go, following you onto
another horizon where your life exists now.
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Reason and logic have no place in the darkness of a mind,
wandering lifeless, uncompromising and left with no hope,
striving to find ways of regaining some strength interiorly.
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Watching evening come upon earth here in Phoenix, sun still
shining, glancing off of buildings standing erectly down-
town.
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Resting in melodies of rhythm playing, giving an exciting
rendition of life as they fascinate intellect with their
innate wisdom.
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Energy building, spiraling within my being, taking away
all fatigue, helping to feel free and totally peaceful,
striving to enter dimensions of other universes.
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Strings of perfection touching the interior of my mind,
strumming it like an instrument being played, a beauti-
ful assortment of rhythms always at hand.
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Tackling tasks daily, needing to keep up with life as it
flies in it's own time and way, taking notice of every-
thing as colors flow.
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