Swinging Doors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swinging doors of my mind, opening up into other orbits where I
travel and am enticed by the sole participation of silence, with
the essence of my soul.

Rising spiritually, focusing totally within a bluened light that
holds the Divine always within my heart and mind, inspiring me in
the right direction towards heaven.

Captivating my soul with peace and serenity, taking new avenues
into upper stratospheres where beautiful landscapes unfold and
bring me home into my being once again through music.