Finding Traces Of Possibility Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping up stairwells, striving to reach heaven before
it's time.

Being assuaged by peaceful and soothing rhythms always
emanating from within heavenly melodies.

Shaking, finding every trace of possibility in many
glittering moments of loneliness, as it spreads itself
through tears of another place and time.

Knowing and taking every missing piece into this mind
one at a time, finally finishing every poem.