Habitually happening, taking comfort in the knowledge that
life is happening inside where enlightenment may follow in
close pursuit.
Chasing thoughts, running along through forests of creative
imagination, enjoying every sensation melody's rhythms send.
As they take me soaring into depths of heaven, where I may
find solace and serenity in the beautiful gardens being tended
by angels.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-happening/
