Intuitive Desires Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Born to be free and independent, marching to a
different drummer within.

Allocating every musical fiber to the differences of
intuitive desires, a new love beginning in a morning
sunrise.

Reaching from within, quietly touching nature as it
blossoms in rhythms of beauty.

Totally and splendidly creating a new adventure,
becoming a possibility in the near future.

Writing instinctively of it's essence, peeking through
the myriad leaves of regeneration.

Filtering memories throughout this mind, placing
thoughts in an album of poetry to be read later on.