Feeling Appeasement Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent, still inside becoming a sphere of the future, seeing
it as it unfolds gently and incessantly like an invisible red
carpet in this mind.

Coasting downhill, hair flying, giving freedom of life and a
strong liberty of this soul, a creative focus taking hold yet
letting its process continue unheeded and straight forward.

Lifting spirits, joy and happiness increasing a hundredfold
with energy fully and totally throughout the day, feeling the
appeasement that's being constantly turned into serenity.