Breathing In Afterlife Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Breathing In Afterlife



Rhythmically ruminating about nothing in particular,
watching nature at play, joining in with clouds,
floating across my sight.
Trees waving to me as gentle breezes blow them around,
touching my heart like no human being can ever do again.
Seething inside, deeply breathing in an afterlife of
beauty, melding it with my soul.

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Written August 24,2012.
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