Likely aspects of entire lives fall short when <br />pressure and stress sit upon us, never actually <br />filling the emptiness surrounding inner outskirts <br />of our minds. <br /> <br />Totally recalling different times of our own <br />making, lifting of prayers, tantamount to living <br />peacefully. <br /> <br />Although doubt sincerely tucks itself away, <br />corners protrude and cut as we pass by. <br /> <br />Lively cautious sensors alert to any sound, are <br />warning inner depths of our souls. <br /> <br />Bringing forth separate molecules, attaining <br />wholeness in small parts, gathering data and <br />conforming to a world we hope and pray to leave. <br /> <br />How senseless are people, wishing for impossible <br />happiness, knowing sorrow has a hold on all of us <br />at one time or another. <br /> <br />Placed in past times, only present moments can <br />begin.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/attaining-wholeness/
