Dancing With Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Ending here at the very beginning of time in the light of
my soul, letting go in writing, following stone steps into
a garden of beauty that was left once long ago.

Realistically honoring the beneficence of heavenly abodes,
treading through the years, watching carefully, everything
that was exposed to sight.

Holding onto thoughts as they danced with me throughout
many a night in life, capturing this mind, never letting
it fall into depths of hell.

Flowing along outskirts of forests, changing attitudes like
leaves in fall, wanting to be expressed in many colors and
hues.

Hoping to be fulfilled as the song of life opens it's
blossoming heart in measures of delicate balance in music
that I still continue to write even now.