Watching Auras Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching Auras



Lights flashing, showing frequency of sequences as they
glimmer in my mind along with thought processes.

Watching auras, seeing their textures, giving meaning
to most everything in this life.

Colors changing and becoming brighter or darker, depend-
ing upon the angle they're in.

Sunday, December 20, 2015
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