Silent Discernment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interchanging decades of hopelessness for a tender
hope in a better tomorrow.
Always searching for beds of roses, alive with
discernment and verve.
Careening down pathways into future horizons with
all faith planted in a mustard seed of long ago.
Hoping to bring to fruition, a new slant - new page -
to be lived happily into destiny's future - unplanned.
Saved for silent beings on treks of searching betrayal
for some sort of meaning in this world today.