RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Understanding - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Whenever I walk around Brophy, I can feel life stirring inside.
Nature peacefully surrounds me, permeates thoughts as
my eyes drink in colors and beauty everywhere.
There is a softness - a tenderness in all I see - I
feel it coming back and touching me.
Softly, shadows gather round, moving slightly, on the
Willows waving long strands, like sea weed under water.
Beauty touches lightly everything I see, bringing life
inside of me to an understanding of God's nature.
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