A Final Vision Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Settling for nothing, wanting everything simple, ordinary, compact, to fit in with what I enjoy without placing a burden on me.
Being free to be myself, expressing what I feel to my heart's content.
Explicit definitions, meanings I can alter to my liking, speaking to my mind alone.
Access to whatever I choose in my own time, happily selecting time-honored thoughts as they begin to unwind and churn inside my brain, charging neurons, growing all synapses into wiring of expectant thought, as I walk into my imagination, gradually uniting spirit, soul, heart, mind and being.
Reuniting with images, past, present, future, all culminating in one final sunsetical vision in the end.