RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Remembering Images - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Diving into the spirituality of my being,
feeling enlightenment touching my mind so
gently and delicately.
Savoring the essence as it effervescently
moves through my being, quietly and very
silently, echoing throughout my mind.
Remembering images that have great meaning,
issuing forth particles of an inner reality,
and stepping onto it's platform.
Ready to explore many aspects hidden in the
shadows of intellect, softly taking passion
into depths of another dimension.
There all of a sudden it leaps into spirits
of the night, blossoming fully into a genuine
memory of the future as I fall openly into the
essence of it's fruition.
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