Nature Collecting My Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nature Collecting My Soul

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Purpose in life is our main direction wherever it may
take us on any given day, it's beauty shining from above,
nature collecting our souls so attentively.

Giving them a wonderful perspective to carry through life,
quietly, respectfully, peering into another dimension,
awaiting it's attainment, attuned to it ahead of time.

Allowing us to contemplate, appreciate and look forward
to it's every vibrant and electric moment in this life
of ours on earth.

Sunday, May 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: traveling
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