Soaring Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soaring Alone



Flowing capturedly in thin air of an outer atmosphere,
soaring alone with my beginnings.

Enjoying all the visions being shown on inner screens
of a photographic memory now being returned fully to
it's rightful place.

Holding it closely and breaking bread daily with it,
thankful to be able to live within what is completely
and totally loved.

Thursday, September 4, 2014
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