RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Fires Of Blazing Thoughts
Settling back in the saddle of my mind, galloping through the
arid desert, free as the wind, soaring creatively into other
atmospheres, opening up before me.
Existing in many possibilities through inventive ideas being
made through and in imagination.
Fires of blazing thoughts enflaming my mind as I continue to
ride through the desert, finding so many facets to life as I
stray purposely further into desert mountains, attempting to
free myself from the life of strife I have been living.
Following an easy gait, beating in time with my heart, totally
fascinated with the way it's rhythm continues to bring gentle
peace into my heart.
Never wanting to return to the life I led, only traipsing
through the deserts of imagination being felt and created
within my soul right now.
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