World Stops Revolving Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

World Stops Revolving



Somewhat timid, falling into terms and definitions of
an introvert which I don't mind.

Loving being alone to write poetry, listening to what-
ever music I want, drawing or painting images that come
to mind through intellect.

Totally and completely living in an inner spirituality
that fills me effervescently with peace and serenity of
the Divine.

All the world stops revolving around me when I am in
depths of my interior life, it is filled with an intense
quiet peace.

Sunday, September 27, 2015
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