Mind Imagining Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Imagining



Stepping back while moving forward, standing still
while being transported.

Some days are crazy like this, which direction do
we face? We walk the opposite way and never go
anywhere.

By now you might have guessed there has been no
movement except in my mind's imagination.

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