RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Unending Spiritual Fountain - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Morning rising over steep mountains of Phoenix, giving
us all a welcome greeting to wake up and start our day.
A brand new beginning to be laid out before us, silently
impressive, stylish and iridescent, shimmering across
the desert, showing us the way to enlightenment.
Forging ideas, climbing out of bed, feet touching the
floor, eyes opening, mind looking around at a plethora of
options open to thoughts and reflections.
Manifesting the best that life has to give, beautiful and magnificent, a gift from heaven that is always giving to
us here on this earth.
Some not appreciating it, yet others like myself indebted
to God for His presence in our interior lives, giving us
an unending fountain of spirituality.
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