RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Witness To My Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Taking it easy, relaxing and enjoying rhythms tapping
against my mind, opening up the many channels by which
thoughts are processed incessantly.
Quickly, quietly and generously, keeping track of every-
thing on photographic screens, living in a bluened
universe within an interior life.
God always present, a witness to my life throughout the
moments He decides to keep me here on earth, within just
wanting to leave and go to heaven.
Yet, His purpose must first be fulfilled before He will
allow it to happen.
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