Tender Delicacy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Somnolent loneliness staying awake throughout the night,
never feeling sleepy because an energy of the Divine
continues to fill me with liveliness, a tender delicacy
for this life of poetry.

A place where only I can be aware of it's essence in every-
thing seen and done throughout my lifetime here, nothing to
stop or tangle with anything I may want to do, just the
freedom to be alone in thought.

Filling the present, past and future with an everlasting
happiness that no one else can taste or touch except this
mere poet, loving this feeling of being liberated within
my soul since coming back from Kolkata, India.