A Silent Knowing Held Deep Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Silent Knowing Held Deep



A knowing held deep inside, awaiting it's time of
discovery.
Holding tears in chalices of glass and gold,
seeing images flowing past, becoming part of
sadness as it is touched by tender thoughts of
reminiscence.
Aging curiosity sliding along on parallel paths,
joining as one at the end of silent knowing.

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