Threshold Of Inner Spirituality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Flying into the atmosphere, tending to my spirit,
letting it be free to roam a world of spirituality.

Filled with serenity and peace even though the world
around me is falling apart at the seams.

A lasting contentment within, keeping me calm. soothing
feelings and emotions.

Taking me into the bluened light immediately, focusing
on meaningful things in this life.

Forgetting about those that have no purpose or use, and
arriving on the threshold of inner spirituality, finding
the light and being immersed in it only.