Last Moments - A Perfect Atmosphere

Sublimely thinking as intellectual pursuits flow through melodies,
harmonies and rhythms of music and life, quiet delectable blossoms
of innocence and purity.

Never before seen poems that naturally coalesce in and are contain-
ed in perfect atmospheres, held for the future when no longer here
on this earth.

Often thinking of those last moments that will never be made aware
of because falling into the sleep of death, becoming unconscious
and dying without ever opening eyes or mind again on earth.

Remembering this happening once before when dying, unafraid, look-
ing forward to this moment, no longer being possessed by sacrifice,
loss, loneliness or abandonment; relaxing and joyful in heaven at
last with God once again.

by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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