Reservoirs Of Peace And Serenity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking out the window, watching storm clouds approaching
gathering atop and across mountains in the south.

Fluffy white and beautiful, adjusting the landscape of
heaven constantly and totally.

Like a portrait of nature they continually keep moving so
we never tire of seeing the sky and horizon.

Sun shining shyly behind them, always giving me the energy
of insight through an interior intellect.

Reservoirs of peace and serenity totally filling me with
an effervescent spirituality throughout life and intellect.