My Open Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

My Open Soul



Wind caressing my body, heightening my sensitivity to
feelings and things around me whether or not I can see
them.

Feeling intimately so all alone, a journey has ended
in my open soul.

For God is the only joy that can be found in me today.

Saturday, May 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings,journey,joy,poem,wind
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