Interior Life Giving Energy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Slipping and sliding through cracks and crevices of
this life, trying to catch hold of something tangible

It seems there's really nothing there because every
time I think I've found a place to hold and keep, it
again slips from my grasp.

Leaving me in mid-air with no way to move forward,
just dangling with no where to go, no direction at
all.

Feeling helpless, totally hopeless, getting tired of
always fighting to find a place in life where I can
be safe and sound.

Living in a void that gives no peace or assurance at all,
if not for the fact of my interior universe, filled with
a spiritual atmosphere, I couldn't hold on anymore.

As long as I live in this temporary earthly life, wishing
things could be different, yet knowing they'll never be,
keeps me wondering while I continue to pray.

Trusting in God to show me the way, this interior life
giving me the energy and strength to carry on daily,
holding onto hope that I will find my way one day.