Spent In Timeliness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Western sky, orange and gray, spreading itself across my
mind as it fills my soul with the luminosity of a day
breaking itself into a darkened night.

Solace perfected in the silence of a holy and religious
experience, spent in the timeliness of my intellect and
caressed by this soul in a moment of undisputed beauty.

Shadows of palm trees illuminating the now darkening
orange and gray sky in anticipation of this new night.