Reading Signs Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rising sun shining overhead, relaying messages of
nature and serenity to all who take time to listen
and obey it's call for peace.

Silently portraying live art in every detail, leaving
nothing out, allowing an imaginative eye to place it
all in words on a universal canvas.

Rewriting history with every puff of wind and bud that
blooms in a forest or desert of existence.

Florid pictures never decaying, a form of natural art practiced by God, Himself.

Touching all particles and atoms of fusion, we allow
our minds and eyes to read signs for us along the way.

Filled with wonder and awe, noticing every moment of
peaceful silence and quiet rectitude of life's rules.