RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Just stepping in time, letting myself be taken into
depths of rhythm's beginnings and endings.

Loving and taking my place in the space of life that
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Singly falling into a brevity of tonight's beauty, softly
delving into the awesome totality of this life.

That I am living precisely with an energy that continues
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Even as I sit and watch, so many thoughts and feelings are
coming through the rhythms of a peaceful existence, alighting
gently on the edge of this night's seashore of enlightenment.
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Opening and closing doors and windows of my mind, letting
in a variety of thoughts.

Allowing them to gather together and make a concentrated
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Looking out the window, traveling down the freeway, watching
the mountains before me, looming majestically into my mind,
enticing my essence to come and climb them within the spheres
of intellect.
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Sounds of music are forming pictures within my mind to write
from.

Thinking of my friend, wondering how he's faring and if he's
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Reaching within, hearing rhythms at last being sung in person,
feeling the presence of beings that have been with me through
all the difficult times in life in the past three years.
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Rocking and swaying with melodies being played and listened to
within my soul.

Living deeply in the goodness of my being, never taking my eyes
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Waltzing gently into the night,
holding onto the silence of mourning.

Treading down paths of grief-laden
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Strutting into another lane, finding the peace of being, closing
in on me.

Wandering like a nomad in the desert, letting go of everything
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