Delicate Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swaying with life, intrigued by it's delicate soul,
as it glides along paths of righteous dignity.
Securing truths for years as it lies to itself,
never living long enough to believe in an anarchy
of totalness and eternity.
Falling into depths of ideas that have stagnated
through the years, attempting to stir up beautiful
thoughts from within such horrible abysses.
Never allowing faith to depart from our souls,
knowing that is all we have to hold onto with
heartened sorrow in days of unrest and grief.
Swaying with life, intrigued by it's delicate soul
as it glides along paths of innate faith, held onto
edges of eternity and beyond horizons of life.