RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Soothing lotion of music comforting me, placating my soul with
energized senses and soulful occupations.
Over mountainous plains and desert oceans, turning corners and
finding adventure at every turn.
Living in an ordinary body, yet being extraordinarily gifted in
the art of poetical works and definitions of human nature.
Contemplating and inquiring, figuring out novel ways to ask
questions of life.
Afterwards, resuming the quest for answers in abysses of
knowledge, learning more than ever, yet finding I know less
A query in my mind with an answer I'll never learn or know
while on earth.
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