Riding through the desert, being happy and contented with
life right now.
So complicitly, enduring in the being that I have become,
finding moments that match with feelings.
Adding them to the rhythms of this soul, taking me to
edges of heaven without further ado, singing praises gently
like candle flames rising to heaven's gates.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/edges-of-heaven/
