Angels Sending Blue Roses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Critical moments in life seem to happen way too often,
having to have surgery too many times it seems, holding
onto feelings of joy and happiness anyway.

Still managing to fill this being in spite of what is
happening within, finding favor in a contemplative mood
of prayer as it calms and brings Divine serenity in being.

Writing into music mathematically figured into many formulas
of humanity without problems, delving quietly into the midst
of what may be saving this poet's life for some strange reason.

Unknown to intellect, but in any case, enjoying gifts God has
given, making life stay open and alive, yet still filling it
with love along the way.

Standing in lines of poetry and measures of chords, all of it
being represented in colors of sound as notes keep attracting
rainbows that are arching.

Rising and tantalizing this brain with their meanings, de-
fining the allocation of its melody, harmony and beauty as
it spreads across the skyway of mind and heart.

Counting blessings falling from heaven's gates, as angels
keep sending blue roses into mind and intellect, constantly
filling this mere poet with hope and faith through this temp-
orary life, holding hands with heavenly angels.