Sanity Being Saved Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waking to the rising sun, living a freedom of my interior
being and soul, having joy filling me, taking me soaring
into other corners of the universe where no one can follow.

Soothing, quiet, silently giving an eternal peace that
places me in a bluened light, holding my breath, seeing
the wonder of the Divine.

Mind being held in awe with beauty of solace and serenity,
taking me into a land of dreams, letting my mind wander
among them, saving my sanity from disappearing in this
world of pain and suffering.