RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Beyond Clouds Of Death - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Blindly riding down the center of life's highway,
directionless, aimless and wanting so much more
from it than what I have been given.
Roses falling from heaven, sending whispers of
beautiful scents, petals each falling, giving
messages of hope to hold onto.
Living out the future in time with rhythm's
measures, never failing to keep moving forward
onto shores of a horizon where I will be welcomed
and treated like the person I have always been
Taking me beyond clouds of death and into a vast
universe from within, soundless, breath-taking,
effervescent and beautiful, tantalizing this mind
throughout the passage of time.
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