Watching Steps Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms rocking to the tune of my being, calming me
systematically while I continue to live life auto-
matically.

Sensing the Divine, staying close to God, watching
what steps I take on the difficult road of life,
hearing beating of distant drums.

Rallying inner thoughts, energizing them as they
come into intellect, curious and filled with wonder,
nothing to deter them from this interior mission.

Slipping in and out of existence, knowing how to
come and go without anyone ever noticing, an open-
ing of intellect taking me magically to and fro,
no one ever knows or finds out how it's done.