New Morning In India Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A new morning now creating energy of this day through
imagination and intellect, a chemical mixture of reality
and fantasy that cannot be still.

Filling this poet faithfully and completely throughout
every moment in life, socially becoming a part of this
world, yet remaining each of us individuals.

No comparison anywhere as we all join in, finding the
beauty of nature and the Divine, all at once becoming
in one place, where nothing matters except one another.

Each of us contributing to the sensations and liveliness
of where we're at in any given moment in time, coming to-
gether for the good of humanity only.