India Opening My Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interior dimensions now open in India, enticing and allure-
ing intellect with rainbowly rhythms, finding their beauty
touching my mind's taste buds.

Savory aromas giving only a fruitful goodness to my vora-
cious appetite through curiosity, wanting to enter notes
and chords to find their centered codes of rhythms.

Knowing that pathways through life would gather momentum,
tracing designs as I then changed their perspectives and
analysis.

Intellect taking over, creatively investigating all perog-
atives of the passion and essence of my being now being
opened up in India.

Throughout an interior wonder and curiosity, dwelling in
the beauty of an interior spirituality that's opening my
soul to the purity and goodness of the world.

Flowing through the Divine, otherwise I could not see the
faith and hope carefully being nourished and nurtured in-
side of who I will become on my last day.

That particular moment will be my judgment on whether or
not God will answer my prayer with the mercy of His love
only.