Life Is The Only Place Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

All through the night feeling senses awakened by intellect,
wanting to be expressed without delay, mind running through-
out the night.

Stretching and exercising every particle and fiber of my
being, satisfying desires and passion of my purpose and
destiny in this entire life.

Until it ends there's no letting up, for life is the only
place where innate knowledge, wisdom and an unconditional
love can be processed by our minds and intellects.

After death we no longer have a reason for needing it, for
all knowledge will be contained within our souls and spirits
and will not be retained when dying.