RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Joy Of The Divine - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Reticent, settling back, watching everything within sight,
letting it all imprint on this photographic mind, while
enjoying the beauty of it all.
Touching emotions, feelings being scattered as a quiet
serenity enfolds my being, sitting here within nature's
Solace enveloping me with it's genuine and total joy of
the divine, watching from within me.
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