Mysterious Edges Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mysterious Edges



Quiet morning whispers speaking to my soul through gentle
prayers, keeping me peaceful and serene through all trials
of being human.

Strident thought, falling upon edges of reality and then
being taken up into mysterious visions where they'll be
placed in poetical wisdom, picturesquely and creatively.

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