Folding Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Folding Life



Sparkling grass signaling to surrounding trees,
blessing earth with God-given rain.
Quietly looking, searching for meanings of life
and it's purpose.
An eternal journey, following clouds through the
atmosphere, locating spaces in time to reside in.
Time folding itself around life with hope and
prayer from above.

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