Folding Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Folding Sadness



Raining into my soul, all the sadness of a lifetime folding itself into my being.
Reaching deeply inside, and swimming around in musical sounds, letting myself be absorbed with their lilting rhythms.
Increased joy unfolding itself in many rhymes of imagination, telling everyone about a life beyond my own.

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