Saved For An End Of Life One Day Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms running deeply in this silent being, touching
every sense and synapse with an interior spirituality
that never can be taken away.

It forever takes this poet into atmospheres in other
dimensions, wandering slowly through mountain streams.
feeling the refreshing coolness of its flowing waters.

Exercising mind and intellect down lanes of honesty
and truth, never carrying lies or seeking illusions,
because the only way to heaven is through the honesty
of a pure, simple and spiritual heart, saved only for
the end of life one day.