Never Leaving A Mark Anywhere Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living a dream filled with music, art and poetry, loving
its creative atmosphere on a daily basis, figuring out
formulas that will fit in any dimension here on earth.

Feeling gentle, delicate sounds taking mind and intellect
into a collective bounty of colors, their auras seeing an
entire field of beliefs and their fulfillment along the way.

So many moments that pass us by, doing nothing but whining
or complaining, thinking that next time will be different,
yet it turns out to be the same.

Not able to get in gear, an entire lifetime wasted, one's
purpose in life having no time to be fulfilled, so on last
sunsetical horizons they are left bare, never leaving a mark
anywhere.