Raking Distant Echoes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely, raking distant echoes of emptiness and abandonment into
piles like leaves being raked on earthly lawns, mind vacant and
wandering paths of an interior spirituality.

Finding solace in pockets of loneliness, sorrow and sadness that
this evening bears upon this being, confident that it will fill
this soul with a faithful hope in better things to come.

Forging into the light of tomorrow's morning with an early sun-
shine penetrating mind, body, and soul with a purpose and mean-
ing that will satisfy intellect.