Depths Of Contemplation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Depths Of Contemplation
Depths of coldness do not penetrate this being
when writing.
Being in the present, keeps me warm and full
no thoughts of hunger or discomfort, come near.
Hours of writing poetry, staying interiorly in
His distant lands, enjoying his presence as He
shows me gardens of His love.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
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5/3/2024 11:04:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
...enjoying his presence as He shows me gardens of His love...... Poet is blessed and poet has achieved the finest layer of beauty to stay or to crash....depends on poet's liking!