Blessed Feeling Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Trotting slowly down dusty trails alone, enjoying the peace
and solitude of nature while riding along in a morning sun-
rise, planning to keep going into tonight's sunset.

Truly feeling at one with God and nature, not having to talk
or entertain anyone else, a blessed feeling of grace that
this soul craves from morning to night.

Music playing itself throughout this mind, echoing deeply
within an open heart of love and compassion, taking in the
wonder and beauty of landscapes as I ride across them all.

Keeping this mind upon the sacredness of a spiritual sense
of life that keeps this poet closer to God forever, loving
the blessings He constantly gives daily.