Circle Of Loss Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Adjusting interior patterns, allowing them to combine and
blend with rhythms of innate music, capturing, fulfilling
and becoming a new design of ingenuity and achievement.

In recesses of our earthly lives, standing erect, taking
steps to find our way through confusion and bereavement
lying down before us.

We unknowingly find ourselves suddenly within the circle
of loss, turning about, seeing no exits - no way out -
the only way to the other side is to experience it all
from deep inside of our own beings to it's ending.