A Poetical Glimpse Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Writing throughout life, writing of and about people, nature, feelings, emotions, taking it all in stride, answering the call of my purpose as I write.
Helping people to see what they normally can't see, because of the stress and trials of being human.
Calmly writing everything that comes to me, intuitively sensing emotions, writing of another person's inner feelings, somehow knowing what they've been through, writing exactly what channels from them to me.
It is so fascinating the way it happens, getting a poetical glimpse into who the person is, what they're really feeling so deeply inside them that they don't know or think about it, cramming it down inside.
Somehow I bring that up in a poem and suddenly the person has to face it in pure black and white - in writing - and they react, sometimes being stunned, amazed, or like others getting really angry because I've made them see and face their reality.
They then realize that I know what they've done or are doing and that makes them uncomfortable around me.
For some, they are so relieved to have someone to open up to, be honest and truthful with, totally moving up to a new plain in their life.
They've been lifted to another dimension of their being, and are enjoying the serenity they finally let come through without barriers or defense mechanisms barring their way to a final phase of happiness, lasting throughout the rest of their lives.
That's what is the most rewarding part of my writing, that is my purpose on earth.
To help lift people out of their saddened, sorry lives and move closer to God and heaven.