RoseAnn V. Shawiak
An Individual Dimension
Being situated in a dimension where I can be curious
and find myself wading at the seashore.
Noticing the shells lying abandonly across the sand,
occasionally picking one up that catches my eye.
Wanting to hold on to them, instead putting them in
a tote bag to reminisce about what I was thinking
when I picked them up.
Each of them turning into an individual poem that
their shape, color, textures, inspire in imagination.
Racing now, down the shoreline, inventing novel ideas
to be put to use in the future when I have a lab of
my own to discover elements of chemistry.
Taking chances with all types of chemicals, hoping to
come up with the essence of all cures for everything
that ails mankind in this delicate world.
Liberating many from deblitating illnesses and
disabilities, physical, mental and emotional.
A quality of life to be adored on earth where life
can be imagined into reality and leave beautiful
impressions within everyone's minds, as they walk
this earth for the time of their beings.
Solemnly enjoying the peaceful harmony of an
exhilarating time here on earth.
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