Opening Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Opening Senses
Sitting around camp fires through the years, quietly re-
sponding to nature within, becoming one with it's essence
without resisting at all.
Opening all senses to tantalizing feelings that penetrate
my being, giving an essence of interior contemplation as
it fills my soul with a pure and innocent spirituality.
A quiet stillness filling me entirely, feeling serenity
touching every particle and fiber of my being through the
bluened light of the Divine, dwelling within me.
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8/14/2025 12:00:45 PM # 1.0.0
This is a wonderful poem! In some ways it's a poem about poetry because you describe yourself writing by a campfire and then describe what is going on in your Poetic Mind. And I see the warmth and light of the campfire as an image of the much larger source of both LIGHT and WARMTH that ultimately is your inspiration. Light is the content of your poiems, the truths conveyed, and warmth is the emotional effect, in trhis case, peace.