Scouring Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Fulfillment captured in the little things of life, scouring
nature, finding that it's peace always finds a way into our
souls.

Taking it's spirit into tranquil centers of heavenly abodes,
seeing the beauty of life through promises of God, cavalcades
of innocence and purity being derived.

From an inner acceptance of fate and destiny, following a
path into tomorrow while finding a way through denizens of
hardship and sacrifice, walking through grief and loss in
mazes we sometimes cause ourselves.