Speaking Loudly Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Exacting designs fulfilling destiny are cascading continually
into memory, never experienced, yet entering a photographic
scene of beauty.

Tomorrow is always moving forward towards it's destiny, fate
pulling us into depths of interior serenity and calmness,
following steps always in place, never veering from turmoil.

Beginning folds of memory being opened and looked at carefully,
speaking loudly in thousands of words written down through the
years.