Finding A Place Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Relaxing as much as I can here in the hospital again,
writing constantly, taking my mind away from the pain.
Taking every moment to occupy myself with musical
rhythms, walking away from this world just to be free
to be myself in a little literate world.
Offering chances all the time to visions being created
within intellectual imagination, illuminated and
enlightened with fantastic precision and clarity.
Totally enjoying being alone in a little world, looking
around at the many ideas I can immerse myself in.
Various types of inventions and creations wanting to be
molded, shaped and brought into reality's domain where
I can finally touch and feel their every texture and
angle.
Always knowing in the end that they will find a place
in realms of not only literature, but also in science
and psychology.
Important factors always standing out to be grasped
and used with double visions of keen clarity and
exacting precision.