Clarity Of Natural Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cloudless breezes whizzing through the air, penetrating a
mind creatively at work.

Staring above, seeing nothing, looking down upon this page
watching gray breezes shiver and move shadows of the tree
branches above.

Silently traipsing through a melody of nature's, clear and
sweet, surrounding the atmosphere.

Wherever going from here, it will be quietly serene, listening
to the clarity of natural death hiding now within.

Hidden from view, yet it can be felt, it's presence stirring
silently in the shadow of being.

Awaiting it's long-awaited rehearsal, finally a star in the
night, once seen, nevermore to be seen again on earth.