Find An Open Space Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding down freeways of incessant behaviors, watching them
step up in front, knowing that each one will find it's place
in the interior destiny of my future.

Allowing the constant impressions hitting my mind to be
complacently entered into depths of intellect.

Wanting to be always taken into creative realms of
imagination with no qualms or fears to undertake a vow of
beauty in writing.

Even in a silent waiting of grief, writing it out as many
beautiful poems of artful destiny, so intense and intricate,
acknowledging every thought as it finds it's way without any injustice in doing so.

Qualifying myself in the annals of time, measuring out each
rhythm as it finds an open space within.