Reminders Of Every Moment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking to rhythm's steady beats, being thrilled by their intense
sounds and tones as they touch this mind so gently, yet intensely,
constantly being reminded generously of every moment in this glori-
ous life.

Taking it totally into a photographic memory where it will be pre-
served until the end of time, somewhere on pages of a poetry journal,
we lose everything when death takes us finally from this earth,
causing us to no longer have an ego to deal with.

We are at last whole and spiritually contained, only able to be pure
and innocent once again, but now no longer having original sin, we're
free of sin, punishment and loss at last, once we leave our sunsetical
shores behind on earth.