Soothing Consciousness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Flowers bending and swaying in natural visions as I think of their bright colors and touches of velvet, soothing my consciousness in rhymes.
Dancing lightly, bringing many subjects to mind, wanting to be remembered in times of everlasting poetry.
Taking time to recognize all images coming forth to be seen and beautified by chosen words of comfort and sublime concentration.
Waltzing carefully and being sought after with delicate visions, bringing the world to it's knees as life enters another trimester of reprieve.