A Perfect Memory Of Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking into the future, a liveliness that's never separated from
a captivating feeling that continually opens itself to an interior
world in many dimensions.

Wanting to get out of the rain of sadness and loss, a perfect mirror
of the reality of this temporary life that we've been given, needing
to find our way.

Moving towards the destiny we were born into, holding our purpose safely interiorly, not ever wanting to lose it, because we need to
fulfill it before dying on this last sunsetical shore.