Silent Messages Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent Messages



Spires, steeples, reaching heavenward, praying quietly through
every day and night.

Fixing gazes, getting attention, looking up for haloed angels.

Recreating solemnity of the Mass through God's nature here on
earth.

Heart and soul, ever-reaching, desires bountiful in hopes of
seeing or being with Him.

Prayers blanketing mirrors of life, easing pressures, fulfilling
promises, gaining momentum, striving for eternal glory.

Silent messages given daily, seen with sight given to our eyes
by God.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was born Catholic and love being one, I am using my freedom of religion to post how I feel. I am not offending anyone, just expressing my personal freedom to choose. Always being open minded enough to accept anyone's religion, I hope you give me the same respect.
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