A Little Space Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sun beginning to set right here where I sit, being healed in a garden of eden.
Washing my soul, rinsing my mind of all the medical implications I have been going through.
Lifting my spirits, taking me to levels of perfection that I can now clearly see in this new dimension of nature.
Happy to have been called to this little space where I can be myself and let all be known without worries or doubts of what the future will hold.