Intimate Side Of Spirituality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Splashing into effervescent pools of loneliness, being
sated by it's lonesome tears through the years.

A being of life unfolding and drinking in the beauty
of stark reality as it drapes itself over us.

Senses coming alive, touching and opening our eyes to
the intimate side of our spirituality, unknown to us
before now.

It's intense and awesome how our sorrow, sadness, lone-
liness, and abandonment can awaken the beauty of our
interior spirituality.

Senses of our beings opened, touched and brought to
fruition through the essence of this scented path of
roses.