Feasts Of Possibility Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feasts Of Possibility



Swallowing incessant rhythms like feasts of possibility,
taking and encompassing my heart in raptured beginnings.

Holding onto tender meanings of a soul-filled interior,
rising into realms of many heartbeats, all of them touching
my mind.

Sunday, February 15, 2015
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