Emptiness Rhythmed Away Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stranded in sands of time, looking for blessings that may
be hidden in desires and passion, waiting for their energy
to be recognized and taken into the middle of all goodness.

An emptiness having been rhythmed away, giving expressions
of a beautiful ecstasy in this little life, a mere poet tak-
ing her place in exacting measures of time, releasing all
the stress and turmoil that saturates one in a day.