Guiding Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Guiding Senses



Gardens of Eden lie before us in magnificent
splendor, giving off varied colors, passing
through many dimensions even as I watch them
this very moment.

Allowing senses to protect and guide,
perceptions falling gently, picking them up
and exploring them explicity.

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