Whispers Of God Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Whispers Of God



Brushing thoughts as we pass by in musical etudes,
climbing beats to heights beyond the sky.
Feelings cling like ivy to insides of my mind, as
I intellectualize them on paper for others to read
unrelentingly.
Touching my interior thoughts with whispers of God,
imagination swivels and becomes a part of my soul.

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