Horizontal Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Horizontal Rhythms



Forgetting lines of horizontal rhythms, listening to fascinating colors of thought as they trace themselves
into circumferences of yesterday's love.
Finding their selves between lands of arid deserts and aromatic pines.
Living always in shades of nature, believing in God and
the hope He brings to my spirit as I live and breathe.

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