Poetry's Purpose Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Resting in a bluened light of the Divine, feeling loved
and supported by God, not wanting for anything, not even
caring if I have food or sleep at all.

Witnessing to the wonder and awe of God every day of my
life, finding it's purpose through poetry, having seen
how it can change people's lives for the better.

Just being an instrument for God's love, a total enticing
and wonderful way to be in this life, having nothing to
do with evil at all.