Watching For Signs On Separate Journeys Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Ideas and notions that come to mind throughout our lives,
seem to come intuitively through an innate knowledge and
purpose to carry on.

Visons come, dreams fill our minds at night, turning points
come together and take us on separate journeys, each on our
way to a future that we're being led to.

A wonderful and respectful duty that belongs to each and
everyone of us, a life befitting of God's love, always being
lived for the fruition of others needing help.

A totally quiet and silent way to go forward towards heaven,
watching for signs of another plight, waiting on sidelines,
yet diving right in when we're needed.

Being enlightened by everyone we meet along the way, touch-
ing their lives also, we are joined in mind, heart and spirit
forever.