Ancient Messages Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scrambling words, locating them in disorderly
fashion.
Pasting them onto pages of interior books,
being written as each day begins a new dawn.

Smiling to self as every word makes total sense in
meanings of life and are eventually written into pages
of my mind.

Delivering messages of ancient ethics and
morals to keep me on the right path, heading straight
as an arrow towards heaven and God's waiting arms.