Hanging Pictures Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enjoying the moment of exhilaration in a breath of fresh
art.

Freeing our souls from ordinary stations in life, giving
ourselves overflowing passion in forever moments.

Singling out our interests in wonderful awe of life as it
approaches, encircling us in it's arms.

Senses set free in an atmosphere of acceptance of self, as
continuing to move forward, we move beyond into our inner
beings, forming pictures we can hang in halls of eternity.