Bordering On The Divine Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Kicking up cowboy dust on trails throughout life,
realizing benefits of a laid back style of living,
settled in a saddle, working day after day.

Not ever minding it a bit, a taste of the wild west
upon their minds, keeping it resurrected for future
generations of yesterday.

Slowly rocking in the saddle as thoughts surround
their minds in a silent contemplation that borders
on the Divine.

A total feeling of peace and serenity, touching
hearts and souls of loving cowboys in life, travel-
ing day and night along dusty trails through measures
of time.