Splashing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Splashing



Rolling waves, shifting tides flowing throughout
the oceans of the world.

Splashing against rocks of our souls, crushing
and bringing about a new interior life.

Bluened thoughts giving off the essence of heaven
in songs of praise, while beginning rhythms are
singing loudly into the night.

Thursday, March 27, 2014
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