Always Living In The Moment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Always Living In The Moment



Hearing the battering of a flag pole in front of me,
also tuning into sounds of birds reaching out their
spiritual tones.
Giving an enormous pulse of energy to write without
stopping, until I come to a break in thought where
I can memorize more of my surrounding environment.
Living always in the moment, I embellish life and
imagination through whatever I see, hear, feel and
become.

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