A Soul's Passion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Soul's Passion



Rocking so early in the morning, soul awakening, getting
ready for another day filled with a nightmare of medical
proportions.

Selflessly wandering throughout the hours and moments,
living to the utmost, being filled with an energy,
nourishing this being totally.

Beginning and ending in total concentration, so beautiful,
unending, so calmly, peacefully, entering another dimension,
forgetting why sadness was upon my mind.

Living on the edge and becoming the passion of my soul.

Monday, September 22, 2014
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