RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Privacy Of Interior Spirits - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Taking steps, one at a time, being blessed just by
the fact that they are human.
A fantastic and symbolic feat of pure innocence as
time takes everything into a purpose of intention.
Such a pensive mood developing, being created, en-
livened through intensity of an all-pervading rhythm.
Lasting and energetic, stepping back into tunnels of
time, never to be forgotten, only remembered.
In tomorrow's dreams of the future, solemn, tantalizing
as they unfold in the privacy of interior spirits.
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