Watching Visions Of Tomorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bringing a smile to my face as I listen to a staccato
beat taking my heart into realms of sanctity beyond
this life.

Retiring in the arms of God, feeling protected and safe,
knowing that He'll never fail me, praying always instant-
aneously when feeling the need to do so.

A perfect union of music's rhythms, touching my soul and
nurturing faith, hope and charity, looking into the pools
of reflection, watching visions of tomorrow.

Opening wide and taking in all portions of life, past,
present and the future, everything coming to fruition in
spite of humanity and it's opinions.

Deftly being inspired and touched by a Divine hand, letting
self be taken into the beyond without hesitation, stranded
in the love from above, a perfect place to be.

Alone in an island of purity and innocence, attempting the
impossible, letting it be done because I can, feeling the
pleasure filling me as I write about it right now.

Covering up any doubts or fears with an intrepid refusal
to anticipate it at all, finding the world wide open and
inviting, mankind kept to the side so as not to interfere
in any way, shape or form.