RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Spiritual Beauty - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Walking through pastures of roses, blossoms filling path-
ways with their petals.
Standing at the gate, looking around, contemplating each
one, hoping to place them into books of poetry and liter-
Noticing and placing them in the world where they can be
read by children and grown-ups, each one a delicious
gourmet meal for the mind and intellect.
Never having to search for words to define meanings of
what I wish to say, loving the energy and beauty coming
from a spirituality deep within me.
Spreading the words of an interior atmosphere where they
can pertain to spiritual beauty of this world, nurturing
everyone and giving them the opportunity to blossom.
Having an interior life to contemplate and grow in the
promises of the Lord so hopefully they can grow and live
in their own spirituality.
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