Timeless Horizons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Signing the outcome of life, sitting on a horizon of another
time, listening to rhythms of ocean tides, watching days come
and go before me.

Twilight always stirring into thinking, in a state of
thoughtful dreams and promises, hoping that they will come
into being in the near future.

Softly, during the night, my spirit walks alone and holds onto
the quiet stillness in which to write what I am feeling and
thinking in my existence.

Stars shining upon my mind, taking me into timeless horizons
of sorrow and bereavement.

Watching tears fall into ocean pools along the shore, then
being washed out with the tides into another salty realm with
the rest of life's tears, mixing together with those of others.