Enlightening Destiny Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Windward endeavors slipping down hallways elusively,
hiding from reality as it follows closely on heels
of people's prayers.
Never-ending thought gently, yet persistently, grabs
onto our minds with vise-like grips, taking us into
the beyond even when we are not ready to go.
Silently we acquiesce and become our enlightening
destiny as we quietly go through the gates of heaven,
our journeys complete at last.