Maturity In Prose Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching over the horizon, wanting to see what's going on
in it's other dimensions, curiosity getting the best of
me each time.

Taking this mind into areas of the brain that most people
don't even know of, let alone how they work, a fascinating
and tantalizing aspect to this mind God has given to me.

Being able to enter a bluened light of the Divine, dwelling
within my being, always ready to enter it's peace and serenity
alone.

Delving immediately into the beauty found there, splendid and
totally serene, giving thoughts a place to grow, be nourished
and nurtured to maturity in prose.

Giving each of the poems a place in history, so happy to be
able to aid in this heavenly purpose given to me by God, so
happy to be an instrument of His love.