Never Peeking Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Voices calling deeply from depths of canyons, wondering
why no one is answering their constant echoes.

Existence has disappeared from earth, yet they know
nothing of where it has gone.

Disappearing into the atmosphere, leaving no traces
behind for anyone to follow.

Clouds continually looking down, the only ones who
know the answers of their lonely calls.

Echoing throughout ravines and canyons of nature where
rivers flow and are undivided in their mountainous depths
by the touch of mankind.

Keeping always hidden, not wanting to be seen, afraid
of being displaced or destroyed by man.

Rightfully being kept hidden, never even peeking beyond
the edges of their interior landscapes.

Soothing rivers flowing, keeping their memories sacred
in depths of their nature's given and protected by God
Himself.