Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Adventure Of Knowledge


Cooling off periods gently remind us of our purposes in
life as we rejuvenate ourselves for forthcoming events
with our children.
Taking steps at a snail's pace, with care, our interior
selves are built soulfully on journeys of peace and contentment.
Listening to God, praying for guidance, we become what
we must on shores of fate.
Finding concepts in multi-directional aspects, brings
our attention to solutions needed in wider contexts.
Becoming fresher through images we consider our life
as an adventure of knowledge, learned along the way
in depths of wisdom.

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Friday, January 17, 2014

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