RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Truthfully, being sent into avenues of discovery, as I
climb walls of interior canyons.
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Nature beckoning again to come and write of it's many
aspects, as it trips gaily throughout the morning
sunrise.
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Realizing the edges of life are curling slowly around
this being, getting ready to inter this body into the
nighttime of reality.
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rising to the rhythm of movement, whiling away moments
in tempo with nature's daily rhythms.

Quietly acknowledging the stillness and silence of
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Spirits gathering into the midst of writing, wanting to be
part of the prose being written of everything around them.
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Brilliance shining through the darkness, finding the
priceless treasures of a mind's intellect.
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Looking underneath everything, seeing different angles
and aspects of every thing in sight.
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Introverted all of life, yet an extrovert when it comes
to voicing what I think and feel through poetry.
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Energy being fulfilled and created in soul's
of many.
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Voices, angelic, sounding singing praises as
people are being prayed over.
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