RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Filling Interior Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Living in a lightened atmosphere, wanting to find what-
ever is needed to become fulfilled in this earthly life.
There are too few things that fulfill this interior re-
quirement, because it's of the spiritual world only.
Doing what you can to help others, loving them as your-
self, which doesn't work for everyone.
Some people in this world don't even love themselves and
that's when we find evil stalking our world through greedy,
selfish and perverted individuals.
Using their lust, wants and desires to fulfill themselves
only, finding anything spiritual on earth takes prayer,
faith and belief in God only, to fulfill an interior life.
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