Interior Atmosphere Of Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silence brilliantly being spread across an interior
atmosphere, touching the very within of my soul.

Vibrating it with delicate and motivating thoughts
of spirituality and God.

Contemplating this life and our creator, everything
being so tenuous and temporary.

Looking into the future, trying to figure when we're
going and what will happen to us each day.

Always wondering about everything, asking questions
silently, wanting to know what the meaning of life is.

How are we to become who we were meant to be and what
our purpose here on earth is.

Time spent in these endeavors never seems to touch upon
any actual answers for any of these questions.