Fields Of Faith Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Steadily drumming beats taking me into the darkened night sky,
waiting for stars and moon to take their places side by side,
their purposes set within their essence, pure and undefiled.

Leading quietly across the sky, giving everyone who's looking
up an opportunity to step into fields of faith filled with blue
roses.

Their aromas filling our minds with a spirit of heaven's angels
taking care, protecting us forever in this earthly temporary
life, making sure we will eventually get to heaven.