Imagination's Abysses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solace forming itself around my mind, circling my soul with ancient beauty, standing in images of stature.
Rotund aspects filling interiorly with a myriad of tantalizing poems.
Sensing an equality of choices, remaking primary colors with scents of autumn.
Selecting flavorful tastes of honorary particles, partaking always from elite aspects of future generations.
Watching tranquil waters flow like waters of Siloe over souls on their way to heaven.
Tastefully accounting for areas of life, drifting like snow into soft white piles of funeral mourning.
Holding each other, ideas form from abysses of imagination.