Time Filled Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking through windows of my soul, seeing within, a bluened
light that's branching out in intellect and mind, creating a
fountain of brilliant colors and desert auras of beauty.

Nothing ever seen like it before, a time filled with sensa-
tions, feelings expounding in the atmosphere of inner excite-
ment and curiosity.

Tempting and calming my soul into a picturesque beauty that
is filling me exponentially with spiritually, taking me in-
to further depths of my soul.