Splitting Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Finding a purpose in waking up in the morning, wondering
what will happen as the day progresses, slipping in and
out of subconsciousness.

Hoping that every poem can be read the world over, tak-
ing every opportunity to take time into another sphere
and generation.

Splitting memories into past, present and future with the
integrity of a wholesome and inbred spiritual interior
life, connecting everything to God and His Divine will now
settled in everything we do in this life.