Caressing Energy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

1: 28 p.m.
Uplifting spirits, watching them enter twinkling stars
above, shining on earth.

Stringing them together into sentences with brilliant
lights of many souls.

Caressing energy held within the essence of life,
carefully pressing and holding it close to hearts
everywhere.

Justifying wonder and awe of an inner contemplation,
standing always ready and at attention, awaiting the
forcefulness of spirits in the darkness of this total
night.

Peace descending upon the crescent of a brilliant moon,
watching over all. 1: 29 p.m.

(10/25/14)