Destiny's Threshold Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soothing balm to my mind, joy to my soul, as I listen
avidly to melodies of yesterday.

Reviving my spirit, energizing my soul with feelings
of happy serenity as I rejoice in the past I have
lived through.

Now arriving on the threshold of destiny, holding out
my hands for a star of courage in heaven's gardens;
awaiting a blue rose beyond death's embrace and hold.

Soothing sounds of lightened music, penetrating my
every thought, bringing my heart to it's final stop.