Canyons Of A Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soundlessly vibrating into many ravines set into life, with
no directions, finding very haphazard ways of doing things.

Letting everything flow downward and knowing none of it can
be stopped.

Allowing feelings to be enveloped and absorbed into many
forms of poetry.

Expressions of another world, coming constantly into my
being.

So relaxing, yet so stressful, taking me into canyons of my
soul where I can be comfortable and contemplate what needs
to be done in life for mankind one day.