Nature Touching My Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking out the window, seeing trees, young and just be-
ginning to grow towards heaven, nature touching my soul
so delicately with a peaceful serenity and spirituality.

Living life on my own terms, taking everything in stride,
knowing there's nothing to be done about all sacrifices
and hardships that will come my way.

Always striving to reach for positive aspects, expecting
impossibilities and grasping at every possibility that
comes into view.

Reaching for beauty, being one in nature, loving and being
loved in return in this temporary world, taking what's
been given to us and accepting it's eventual ending.