Chance Falling From An Interior Peace Of Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Chances in life sometimes fall from an interior peace of mind,
one that has been opened and floats across skies above.

Wondering at feelings that keep rising as you hold this hand,
it grasps hold of this heart and desires start rushing above,
giving rise to an intense passion.

One that you always bring with you in depths of musical rhythms,
a long-lasting love through this desert of life, riding along-
side one another.