God's Hands Holding My Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life is alive and well, never able to forget the beginning and ending while living in it's middle, tackling problems and hard-ships head on, believing in God.

Having an interior life that helps when getting hit hard by reality, writing and listening to all types of music as rhythms are taking mind and intellect into other dimensions.

Universes also opening up in a nanosecond, keeping spirit and heart totally in the moment, helping to stay sane despite all that's going on in this human life.

Forgetting it and just living in the moment, not worrying about anything for there's nothing to be done at all, God's hand holding my soul through everything.