Natural Machinery Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living a life of leisure, while finding beauty and
rhythm taking off into skyways of another dimension.

Placid and contemplative, finding peace and serenity
in imagination, locating centers of being, arranging
inner molecules into circular patterns.

Having them spiral around, taking fibers and particles
within, changing their structures with my mind, giving
an energy otherwise not found in a human body.

Finding the mind is an extraordinary natural piece of
machinery after all.